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My Sex Life Ch. 01

By: Slutty_Julie



Chapter 1: Humble Beginnings

What I'm about to recount was one of my earliest sexual experiences. It happened just shortly after my 18th birthday when I was seeing a guy called Patrick. Patrick was a year older than me and was a student at a local college. We had been 'seeing' each other for a couple of months and it had been all very innocent at first, holding hands, kissing when we were alone and occasionally letting him put his hand up my top to play with my tits. Generally we just enjoyed being together. On this particular evening however, things got a little bit more serious.

We were at Patrick's place. His mum downstairs and we were supposedly helping each other with our studies. We got that quickly out of the way and then, as we so often did, we sat on his bed and started kissing.

Things quickly became quite passionate as our tongues explored each other's mouths and Patrick's hands kept straying up the front of my t-shirt. I was getting quite excited and decided I wanted to experience a little more.

I got off the bed and sat down with my back against the bedroom door (to give us some delaying time if it was needed). Patrick joined me on the floor and soon we were kissing again. 

Feeling more and more daring as we kissed I reached behind me and unfastened my bra. I struggled a bit with the straps under my t-shirt and then deftly removed my bra while leaving my t-shirt in place. When Patrick asked me what I was up to but I silenced him with a kiss then lifted the front of my t-shirt up over my head, giving him his first view of my tits.

As I said before, Patrick had played with them before, either through the material of my clothes or by putting his hand up my top but this was the first time that I had let him see them. His eyes were glued to them.

I asked him to touch them and Patrick cupped my tits in his hands. The feeling of his hands on my tits turned me on even more. Then I asked him to lick them. Patrick didn't hesitate. I was in heaven as he sucked on my nipples and squeezed my tits in his hands. 

Because I was so turned on, I was feeling even more daring. I inserted one hand inside his jeans and my fingers came in contact with his cock for the first time. I'd felt it through the front of his jeans before but this was the first time I had actually touched it

I stroked his cock as Patrick continued to lick and suck at my tits, making them wet all over. 

I felt Patrick's hand slide up my leg and under my skirt. Pausing at my knickers he looked at me and I nodded. His fingers slipped under the gusset of my knickers and gently started to stroke the lips of my pussy. He gently slid a finger into me and I had to bite my lip to stop myself from crying out.

A familiar tingle spread through my body. I always got this feeling when I played with myself and I knew what was about to happen. 

As Patrick's finger played with my pussy and his mouth teased my nipples my body began to shudder. I wanted to cry out as I came but with Patrick's mum downstairs I had to hold it in.

All this time I was oblivious to the fact that I was still stroking his cock, gripping it more tightly as I came. Patrick told me I had to stop before he had an accident and reluctantly I removed my hand from his trousers.

I pulled my t-shirt back down and we sat there for a while just holding each other paying attention to nothing else.

Finally, we became aware of our surroundings again. Patrick noticed the time, and realised I had to catch a bus home. We got up and went downstairs. We looked in on the living room where his mum was watching the news. I said goodnight to her. Then he walked me to my bus.

In my bed that night, I relived the events of that evening. I was still turned on by what had happened earlier. Eventually I decided to do something about it and began to rub myself, teasing myself until I came once more.

Somehow, eventually, I managed to fall asleep.

My Sex Life Ch. 02



Chapter 2: The First Tongue On My Pussy

This happened about three weeks after the evening of the events in Chapter 1 of 'My Sex Life'.

We were round at Patrick's again, in his room. We had the house to ourselves. His parents were out and wouldn't be back until after 10pm. Patrick already had my top off and was paying serious attention to my tits. I had unbuttoned his shirt and was running my hands over his chest as his tongue gently explored mine.

I was incredibly turned on and feeling really naughty. Patrick had never seen me naked but I was about to change that. I asked him if he would like to see some more and, not really surprisingly, he said yes.

I stood up and kicked off my trainers and socks. I slowly undid my jeans and pushed them down to the floor. Then I turned around hitched my thumbs into the elastic at my waist and slowly pushed my knickers down over my hips. I bent forward, wriggling my bum just inches from his face as I slid my knickers down past my knees. They fell to the ground, I stepped out of them and kicked them to one side as I turned to let him see me, 'in the flesh', for the first time.

I took his hand and lead him to the bed. I pulled off his shirt and then we lay down. We kissed and Patrick's hands were all over me, exploring my naked body for the first time.

His mouth went to my tits and he started to lick and suck them. His hand slid up my leg and his fingers started to explore my pussy. I was very excited and very wet. 

After a few minutes of this, Patrick stood up and removed his jeans. He parted my legs then climbed between them. H is head dipped and I could hardly imagine what was about to happen. He lowered his head and gently ran his tongue up the length of my pussy. A thrill like an electric shock ran through my body as his tongue lightly made contact with my clit. I moaned and Patrick's tongue lapped at my pussy and occasionally slid up inside me.

As he licked me, Patrick reached up and began to squeeze my tits. He teased my nipples as his tongue continued to explore every crevice of my pussy. I came, hard, for the first time that evening.

I was so turned on. I didn't want him to stop eating me. I started imagining how it would feel to have Patrick's cock inside me. The thought that I might soon be having my first ever fuck plus the effects of Patrick's tongue on my pussy and his hands on my tits suddenly drove me over the edge.

I came again, even harder this time.

Patrick continued to gently lick my pussy until a third orgasm, smaller this time, shook my body, then a fourth. Reluctantly, as I came for the fifth time, I could take no more and had to beg him to stop.

Patrick moved up the bed and held me tight as I recovered. As I said, I was dying to do it right there and then. I asked him if he had any condoms but he shook his head.

Since I wasn't going to get fucked that evening, I decided to do something for him. I reached down and started to stoke his cock through his boxer shorts. After a few minutes, I decided I wanted to see what I had in my hand. I gripped the waistband of his boxer shorts and started to pull. Patrick raised his hips, making it easier for me to remove them. I tugged them off then turned to take my first glimpse of Patrick's cock. 

It was about 6½" long. To my untrained eye it was huge, (although, since then I've had quite a few that were bigger and thicker than his). I shuddered at the thought of having something that big inside me. The thought scared me and excited me at the same time. 

Anyway, I took Patrick's cock in my hands and began to rub it. I tried speeding up and slowing down, tightening my grip and loosening it. Patrick's breathing became deeper and more rapid and I felt his cock began to twitch and stiffen even more.

Without any more warning, Patrick came. His cum splashed over my tits and dribbled over my fingers.

I felt so horny knowing that my actions had caused Patrick to unload all over me. Like so many things, I'd never done this with anyone before. I began to rub his cum into my skin. I must say it felt really dirty and I loved it. Patrick watched me as I licked my fingers clean. The taste was salty and, whilst not exactly pleasant, it wasn't unbearable (and certainly not enough to stop me from tasting it again and again) so I leaned forward and ran my tongue over the end of his cock, licking him clean. I've cleaned lots of cocks with my mouth since then but, that first time, I felt a strange thrill at doing something that seemed so 'dirty'.

Afterwards, we lay there, just holding each other for a while until, eventually, I decided I needed a shower. 

I showered quickly then got dressed as Patrick cleaned himself up and made us some coffee. After I drank that, it was time for me to go home. 



My Sex Life Ch. 03



Chapter 3: My First Blow-Job

Just over two weeks after Patrick had eaten my pussy for the first time I gave my first ever blow-job. It was a Friday night and it was at my friend, Nicki's, 18th birthday party.

The guy in question was called Stevie; he was the older brother of one of Nicki's other friends. The reason I was with him was because Patrick and I had had a row over something pretty inconsequential a few days before and, at the last minute, he decided he wasn't going. Stevie was, I admit, very good looking and when he started chatting me up, I decided I wasn't going to turn down the advances of one of the fittest guys there (yes, I am that shallow).

As the evening went on, I (of course) had had a few drinks and was a little bit giddy. I'd been dancing with Stevie most of the night and I'd taken every opportunity to rub myself against him, discovering, not surprisingly, that he was more than mildly interested. Stevie wasn't shy in coming forward either and he never missed a chance to feel my tits or caress my arse. There again, the fact that we spent a fair bit of time with our tongues down each other's throats was also a bit of a give away.

At some point he decided we might want to see if we could find somewhere a little more private. I readily agreed although it soon transpired that there wasn't a free room in the house, although not before I'd discreetly investigated the noises coming (or should that be cumming?) from behind Nicki's bedroom door. I'd pretty much expected her boyfriend, Craig to be there, I hadn't counted on the other guy (who's name I didn't know and now can't remember) being there as well. There again, I shouldn't have been too surprised; Nicki's never had a problem when it comes to pulling. I have to say, the brief glimpse of my one of best friends being 'spit-roasted' was a huge turn on.

Anyway, as it turned out, neither Stevie nor I had any condoms and I wasn't on the pill so he wasn't going to be stealing my somewhat dubious virtue. With that in mind, we decided to go for a walk.

At the time, Nicki lived in North Berwick (if you get the train into Edinburgh from East Lothian, you've probably seen her on numerous occasions as part of the gaggle of our fellow pupils who use that train every day to get to and from School) and her house was pretty close to the shore. Stevie and I walked along the shore for about 15 minutes before we came to a suitably secluded spot.

We sat down on a bench and started snogging again, becoming ever more heated as time passed (which was just as well as it was early March and still pretty cold.

After a few minutes, I got up of the bench and, stopping only to make sure no-one was about, knelt down in front of him. I quickly undid his trousers then reached inside. I freed his stiffening cock which, incidentally was bigger than Patrick's (I'm such a shallow bitch) and gave it a few gentle stokes. Then, without warning, I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around his cock. 

There was a surprised gasp of pleasure as my lips slid slowly up and down Stevie's cock. He mumbled his appreciation as I licked his shaft from top to bottom, coating his cock with my saliva. 

Then I took as much of him into my mouth as I could, my hands stroking the remainder and playing with his balls. At the bottom of each stoke I sucked him hard, at the top of each stoke I flicked my tongue around the crown of his cock. I varied my pace, going faster then slower, over and over, driving him wild. 

I slid my lips up and down, along the length of his shaft and once I got used to it, I started taking him deeper into the back of my throat (although there were a few chocking coughs as I experimented; Oops).

Stevie started moving his hips to meet my lips, driving his cock deeper into my mouth. My hand pumped eagerly at the base of his cock as I increased the pace of my movement. I was sucking him so hard my jaw was beginning to ache.

As I stroked and licked and sucked his cock my other hand was down the front of my jeans, inside my knickers, furiously playing with my pussy. I could feel my own orgasm approaching and the increasing excitement made me suck even harder.

Suddenly, Stevie's cock began to twitch and then he exploded, filling my mouth with jets of his hot, sticky cum. I noticed that his cum tasted slightly different to the few drops of Patrick's I'd tasted before. As he came in my mouth I drove two fingers deep into my pussy, my thumb pressing into my clit, and then, suddenly I was cumming too. I tried to take his whole load but, I confess, some of it did spill out (can I claim having an orgasm as a mitigating factor?). The intensity of the sensations I was feeling was so great I collapsed against him, his cum still dribbling down my chin.

After a few minutes, to give ourselves a chance to recover, I wiped my chin and gave his cock a few final licks, removing the last of his cum. As he tucked himself away, I sat down beside him and kissed him some more.

We stayed there for a few minutes but, as we were now noticing the cold, we decided to head back to Nicki's. We'd only been walking for about 30 seconds when we turned a corner and, almost literally, bumped into someone walking their dog. Imagine the display he'd have encountered if Stevie had held on few a few minutes more.

When we got back, I headed straight to the bathroom to check myself out and give my face a quick wash. Luckily none of Stevie's cum had landed on my clothes. Afterwards, I returned to the party and spent the rest of the evening snogging Stevie.

Not surprisingly, Patrick dumped me when he heard about my exploits. I wasn't too bothered. I would have told him myself only one of his friends who was there that night beat me to it.

So, there you go, I hadn't even lost my virginity and I was already a two-timing, cum hungry slut; and I was loving it!!! 



My Sex Life Ch. 04



Chapter 4: My First Fuck

It was nearly 3 months after My first blow-job before I finally lost my virginity. As it turned out, neither Patrick nor Stevie were to be responsible for claiming my somewhat dubious virtue. Patrick had dumped me after he found out about me giving Stevie a blow-job and that same blow-job was all that Stevie and I ever did. By this time I was seeing a guy called Martin. 

I'd been seeing Martin for a little under two months by the time the 'big night' came. I should point out that our relationship had been far from platonic. We had been slowly building up to this evening since our very first kiss and fondle and we had enjoyed a lot of fun, whenever we had been able to manage, using our hands and mouths on each other. The time had, just never quite been right to go the whole way.

I should also point out that, like me, Martin, who was only a couple of months older than me was also still a virgin. I was also on the pill. It was for those reasons alone that Martin is one of the few guys whom I have ever let fuck me bareback. There was also the fact that I wanted my first time to be 'special' and for me to feel everything. Maybe it was risky but, given our circumstances, it was a fairly negligible risk and not one I'd ever take on a casual encounter.

Anyway, we were both at mine, my mum hadn't got back from work and we were messing about, supposedly doing homework but with a fair bit of horseplay thrown in for good measure. About 5:30, the phone rang. It was my mum telling me that she had got held up and wouldn't be home until after 7pm and that I was just to make myself something from the fridge and not to worry about her, she'd get a takeaway en route, etc.

This, clearly, was the opportunity we'd been waiting for. No sooner had I put the phone down, I was leading Martin upstairs to my bedroom, not even bothering to close the door to my room behind us. 

We kissed. In almost no time at all we had removed our clothes and were lying on my bed. Martin's hands were all over me. His mouth clamped to mine as we let the thrill of what was going to happen take over us. 

I moved down to take his cock in my mouth. My lips fastened around his shaft as I eagerly began to suck him. My mouth slid up and down, drawing as much of his cock into my mouth as I could. 

Martin's hands were caressing my tits, adding to the thrill as I continued to devour his cock. I could feel him getting close and reluctantly I stopped. "You're not coming yet," I told him. Martin smiled his reply. 

It occurred to me that I didn't want any telltale wet patches on my bed so I excused my self for a moment while I went and got a large towel from the bathroom. I put the towel on my bed then lay down on top of it. I opened my legs and demanded that Martin eat my pussy 

Martin's head was between my thighs in an instant. His tongue slid between my pussy lips and darted in and out of my cunt. Slowly he would take each of my lips between his and suck them, then his tongue would lap gently at my pussy. He sucked on my clit and slowly inserted a finger into my cunt. 

As Martin sucked at my clit and finger fucked me, my own hands were playing with my tits. I squeezed and caressed them as Martin's tongue continued to lap away at my cunt. I pinched my nipples and started to come. Martin kept licking as orgasm after orgasm swept through me. I came several times as Martin's tongue worked on me, each one more powerful than the last. Finally I knew the moment had arrived, my body ached in anticipation, crying out to be filled with a cock, Martin's cock. 

He has still licking when finally, a little nervously, I asked him to fuck me. "Put it in me," I begged him, "I want to feel you inside me. I want you to fuck me". Then, almost pleading, I continued, "Please fuck me". 

Martin moved up my body, pausing only to kiss my tits for a few moments. Suddenly I could feel his cock sliding against the entrance to my cunt, slowly pushing my lips apart. Martin kissed me and I felt the tip of his cock begin to press into me. I knew my pussy was soaking (it had to be given how turned on I was and the tongue-lashing Martin had just given me) but I was still a little nervous. It hurt a little as his cock slid into me inch by inch and I cried out softly. Then he was there, his cock buried to the root in my cunt. 

He began to move, slowly sliding in and out. I lay there unmoving for a short time as I savoured the sensations of Martin's cock moving inside me, stretching me, filling me completely. The initial pain had passed and I was moving with him. My hips rose to meet each thrust of his cock. 

I asked him to go a little faster and my hands were clutching at his arse trying to force him in deeper. The pace increased as with each stroke his cock pushed into me faster and faster. 

Martin's breathing was coming in gasps, I Knew he was getting close. I was so turned on by this point that I was screaming obscenities at him. Things like, "Harder!" "Faster", "come on give it to me", "fuck me, FUCK ME!!!" 

Martin rammed his cock into me as hard as he could. In and out, over and over. I gripped his cock with the walls of my cunt, each time he was inside me. My nails were digging into his arse as I urged him on. 

I felt his body stiffen, his cock twitch violently inside me and then he came. Jet after jet of cum flooded my pussy. Martin collapsed, spent, on top of me, our bodies still joined. I was delirious as I savoured the feeling of his cum deep inside me. 

Martin slipped out of me and we lay there for a while, just holding each other. I suddenly felt a strange emptiness and could feel Martin's cum dribbling out of me and I was glad I'd remembered the towel. It hadn't lasted very long and I hadn't cum but none of that mattered, I'd finally done it.

Finally, albeit reluctantly, we got up. I realised that I was starving. I've since realised that sex does tend to make me work up an appetite. We each took a shower and then got dressed. After that we went downstairs to fix ourselves something to eat.

After we'd eaten, I decided to thank Martin for what he'd done earlier. I took him back upstairs and gave him a long, slow blow-job. Despite having emptied what felt like gallons of cum into my pussy, when he came this time, he still managed a respectable sized load. I'd already developed my taste for cum by this stage and I swallowed it down happily.

Not long after that, Martin left to go home. I'm pretty sure my mum must have passed him on the street as she arrived home moments after he left. When I'd heard the door open, I'd been tempted to call out something like, "Have you forgotten something or do you want some more of my pussy?" Fortunately for me, I just stopped myself in time when I realised it wasn't him.



My Sex Life Ch. 05



Chapter 5: Taking It In The Arse

The next few weeks following My first fuck were a blur of sexual pleasure. Martin and I fucked at every possible opportunity. We experimented endlessly trying out as many positions as we could. We even managed to do it outside on one occasion. I felt as if I was in a constant state of arousal. 

One evening, just after school, we arrived at Martin's just as his mum was leaving to go to work (she's a nurse at the Western General). She told us that Martin's dad wouldn't be home until about 10pm. We fixed ourselves a quick bite to eat then we went through to his room. 

I closed the door and Martin's lips were on mine. As we kissed his hands went to the front of my blouse. He quickly undid the buttons; his hands, finding my tits, pushed my bra up to reveal them. 

Martin pushed me against the door and dropped his head to my chest. His hands pushed at my tits and his lips fastened on my nipples. He sucked and caressed each in turn. 

My hands found the front of his trousers. I undid his belt and his trousers and pushed them down over his hips. 

I stroked his cock as his mouth continued to work on my tits. Martin's hands slid up inside my skirt and started to tug at my knickers. I let them be removed, falling to my feet and kicked them aside. 

I was really turned on, I knew I was wet. 

Martin kissed me on the lips, his tongue briefly exploring my mouth then he spun me around to face the door. I braced myself, trembling with anticipation as Martin lifted my skirt. Then, without any hesitation, he plunged his cock deep inside my waiting cunt. 

I cried out as he took me with all his force. His cock slid in and out with a force that made my knees go weak. I could feel his balls slap against me with every thrust. I don't think he'd ever fucked me as hard as this before. 

Martin reached forward and grabbed my tits, squeezing them as his cock pounded at my pussy. I supported myself with one hand while I rubbed my clit with the other. I thrust my hips back to meet each stroke of his cock, forcing him in deeper. 

The sensations coming from my tits, my clit and my pussy overwhelmed me and I came, noisily. Martin's cock, buried deep in my cunt, was all that stopped me from collapsing. 

Almost at if my orgasm was a signal, Martin grabbed my hips and pulled me onto him. With one final thrust his cock erupted. I could feel the hot jets of his cum deep inside me, filling my pussy to overflowing. 

Martin's cock slid out of me as he collapsed to the floor. I stood there for a moment, savouring the sensations and feeling his cum slowly trickling out of my pussy and down my legs. I quickly removed my clothes, lay down on the bed and invited him to join me. We weren't finished yet. 

As Martin climbed onto the bed beside me I noticed that his cock was still quite hard. I grinned then kissed him. 

We lay there, kissing and caressing for a while then I turned my attention back to his cock. It was still coated with a mixture of his cum and my juices. I eagerly licked at it, savouring the combination of tastes.

I spent several minutes licking him clean. As I did his cock grew hard again. By the time I'd finished he was almost fully erect . I took him into my mouth and began to suck. 

I slid my lips up and down his shaft, sucking him back to a state of full arousal. I loved being able to turn him on so easily.

Finally, as my mouth began to ache a little, my lips released his cock and I started to kiss my way up his body. When I was in position, I kissed him and reached behind me to guide his cock into me once more. 

He slid into me so easily. The mix of my wetness and his cum made my pussy almost frictionless. I impaled myself effortlessly on his cock and rode him with easy movements of my hips. I rubbed my tits in Martin's face, smothering him, as I slowly slid my pussy up and down his cock. 

Martin reached down, touching where we joined, coating his fingers in my juices. He began spreading it around with his fingers, I nearly jumped out of my skin when a finger lightly brushed against my arsehole. 

Slowly, he pushed his finger into my arse. Having both holes filled at the same time excited me even more (if that were possible). I gripped his cock with the walls of my cunt and rode him harder. Martin slid his finger in and out of my arse as I thrust my cunt up and down the length of his cock. He sucked and licked my tits and with one hand I rubbed at my clit. I ground my hips against him, drawing his cock as far inside me as it would go. 

I came violently, unable to take any more of the intense sensations that I was feeling. I dismounted, letting Martin out from underneath me. Before I knew it he was behind my again, thrusting his cock deep into my pussy once more. My fingers still played with my clit as Martin took me. I came again, moaning, my body trembling all over. 

The pace of Martin's fucking slowed until, unexpectedly, he stopped and I felt him remove his cock from my cunt. He slid his cock up and down my slit, coating it with my wetness, and then suddenly he began pressing against my arsehole. 

Martin's cock was well lubricated with a mixture of his earlier load and my juices but it still hurt as it pushed against the resistance of my arsehole. It was such an incredibly dirty feeling and I loved it. Ignoring the pain I pushed my hips back and felt his cock slide, inch by inch, into my arse. 

Martin began to move his cock in and out. I moved my hips to meet his strokes. He began to increase the pace. Again, I urged him on with cries of, "Harder!" and "Faster!" and "Fuck my arse!" etc. 

Martin fucked my arse with powerful strokes. I began to rub my clit again, occasionally sliding a finger into my pussy. Martin reached forward an began rubbing my tits and teasing my nipples as his cock slid in and out of my arse. 

My body began to tremble again and I came once more screaming obscenities.

Martin continued to fuck me then suddenly pulled out. "I'm going to come!" he cried and I turned to face him. His cock erupted and three jets of cum hit my face and tits. When he was spent, I rubbed his cum into my tits, wiped my face and licked my fingers clean. 

Exhausted, we lay there for a while then Martin got up and had a shower. I had mine next then we got dressed. I have to admit to feeling a little tender as he walked me to the bus-stop.

All the way home, I kept reliving what had happened, over and over again. I went to bed early that night, still hugely aroused, and used my fingers to make me cum several more times before I eventually fell asleep.



My Sex Life Ch. 06



Chapter 6: Friday Fun

One of the great things about Fridays is finishing school at lunchtime. Me being me, this gives me a whole afternoon and evening to get up to mischief. 

On this particular Friday, the fun started with Scot. Scot was 19 and a student at one of the Universities in Edinburgh. He is also someone I met through the adult contact site I'm a member of.

As it turned out, his flat was only about 15 minutes walk from school, which was very convenient. He met me at our arranged place, the Starbucks just outside Haymarket Station and, no more than 10 minutes after we'd finished our coffees, we were in his flat; him sitting on the edge of his bed and me kneeling in front of him with his cock in my mouth. We hadn't even stopped to get undressed we were in so much of a hurry to get started.

As I worked my lips up and down his shaft, Scot reached forward to unbutton my blouse and play with my tits. I could feel my pussy getting wet as he squeezed and caressed them. The whole situation felt so dirty and wanton; it was a huge turn on which caused me to suck harder. Scot gripped my head and pulled it towards him, fucking my mouth, using me like a slut and telling me what he was going to do to me once he'd finished with my mouth.

He described in great detail how he was going to eat my pussy, how hard he was going to fuck me, first in my pussy and then in my arse. All the time, he was playing with my tits and teasing my nipples, making them stiff and sore.

After a few minutes of that I began to taste pre-cum on my tongue and I got ready to take his load in my mouth.

Scot had other ideas though and before I knew it he had me on my back with my skirt up round my waist and his face buried in my pussy.

I was so turned on that I came the moment his tongue touched my clit. My back arched off the bed and my body shook violently as waves of pleasure washed over me. 

As I came, I screamed at him not to stop and Scot was more than happy to oblige. His tongue lashed my pussy relentlessly and I came twice before, pausing only to roll a condom on to his dick, he climbed aboard and started to give me a seriously hard and satisfying fuck. 

It felt so good having Scot inside me. As his cock hammered in and out, I clenched the walls of my pussy around him, gripping him tight inside me. I moaned loudly as he fucked me, urging him on, demanding that he fuck me harder and harder.

Unfortunately, it seemed I'd done too good a job with my mouth earlier and it didn't take long before Scot reached the point where he couldn't take any more. As his climax approached, I told him to pull out. Scot did so with a confused look on his face. I smiled up at him then pulled the condom from his cock and took him into my mouth once more.

I sucked hard and, in almost no time at all, I felt Scot's cock stiffen and swell in my mouth. With a long, low moan, he erupted, shooting his load into me, filling my mouth with his hot, sticky cum.

I swallowed hard, again and again, drinking his cum as it flooded into my mouth.

Finally, his eruption subsided to a trickle and then, at last, stopped. Once I'd sucked the last drops from him, I had a cigarette, then let him undress me before we got on with the rest of the afternoon.

We spent about an hour exploring each other's bodies with our hands and mouths and then Scot was ready to go again.

It was slower this time, more leisurely, but no less satisfying for all that. We started off with Scot on top, his cock stretching me as it slowly stroked in and out. I dug my fingernails into his arse cheeks as he screwed me, pulling my legs back to let him in deeper as he pinned me to the bed. I came hard beneath him as he impaled me over and over, filling me, stretching me, making me feel so, so good.

As my climax subsided, we rolled over and I rode his cock while Scot caressed, squeezes, licked and sucked on my tits. I love having my tits played with when I'm riding a cock and Scot's attentions soon had the desired effect.

I came again, smiling dreamily as I slid my hips up and down, savouring every inch of his cock as I worked myself up and down its thick length. Rising up, I'd hold myself with just the very tip of him inside me before slamming myself back down and filling my pussy with his thick, delicious cock.

I slowly let my orgasm melt away and then I dismounted. I positioned myself on all fours and Scot took me from behind and fucked me doggy while I fingered my clit. He gripped my hips and really gave me a solid pounding. His thighs slapped against me with every thrust as I pushed my hips back to meet him. Frantically rubbing my clit as he pounded me from behind, I came again, twice, before he was ready to explode again. As before, not wanting him to waste his cum, I used my mouth to finish him off again.

After that, we lounged about for a while, chatting, smoking, drinking coffee until we decided we might try again.

Took me a while to get him hard enough with my mouth but it was worth the wait. A great 69 had us in the mood for some more fucking and, this time, after pounding my pussy for what seemed like an age, Scot cheekily told me he was going to need something 'a bit tighter' if he was going to cum again.

Being the charitable soul that I am, I offered him the services of my arsehole and, not surprisingly, he accepted. God that was good!! When I'm REALLY turned on, I love anal. By the time he got to fucking my arse, I was REALLY, REALLY turned on. His cock stretched my tight rear hole as he fucked it hard and, being the proper little slut that I am, I was enjoying every second of it

With his cock in my arse, he reached forward to play with my tits. I fingered my pussy and rubbed my clit, cumming several more times before Scot shot his load for a third time.

We weren't quite finished. I did manage to squeeze on last, load out of him about an hour and a half later before I left to go home. It was slightly frustrating for both of us as he kept going soft (poor thing) and, eventually, I took pity on him and used my tits and mouth to finish him off (almost literally I think).

I had a shower and a coffee before I left but we made plans to do it again.

The fun didn't stop there though, not by a long way.

A couple of hours later, I was out in town with a couple of friends, having a few drinks and a boogie. At some point in the evening, this group of guys starts hitting on us (it happens and I just have to live with it {sigh}).

Anyway, my admirer was called Alex. He bought me a couple of drinks, we had a few dances and, it was blatantly obvious what he wanted.

Now, you would have thought that, what with my escapades with Scot earlier in the day, I'd have had my fill but, oh no, Julie wanted some more cock; wanted it badly and Alex seemed pretty keen to provide it.

One snag, he lives in Bathgate. Now, I'm not opposed to being a dirty stop-out on occasion but I usually like to have a cover story just to keep my mum happy (although I'm not entirely sure if she believes them or not). One thing is certain though, hot as Alex was, I wasn't going all the way to Bathgate.

Dilemma? no, not really. We came to a compromise. A few minutes later we were in Rose Street Lane and Alex was in me. There was no tenderness, no foreplay, just a plain old-fashioned, knee trembling quickie.

It felt deliciously slutty to have Alex fucking me, out in the open while, just yards away, people were walking along the street, making their way from one pub to another and, at any time, someone could have walked around the corner and found us there.

He pounded my pussy hard and fast. I clung on to him for support as I wrapped one leg around his waist, clutching at his arse to force him in as deep as he would go.

It was over pretty quickly but the thrill of the 'danger' of being caught, combined with the need for me to keep my usually vocal expression of how much I'm enjoying it down to an absolute minimum and the fact that Alex was giving my pussy a bloody good pounding were enough to have me cumming pretty quickly. I didn't even mind the fact that the roughcast on the wall I was resting against was leaving me with some rather difficult to explain scratch marks on my arse.

When it was clear Alex couldn't last much longer, I got down on my knees, put his cock in my mouth and sucked him until he let loose in my mouth. His cum tasted richer and was thicker than Scot's had been but I was still just as eager to swallow it down, feeling it trickle warmly down my throat, reminding me of what a dirty little slut I am.

Once we were done, I tucked him away, straightened my dress and we made our way back inside where he bought me another drink.

I got a few enquiring glances from my friends when I returned, but I didn't say anything; I suspect they could probably guess knowing me as well as they do. Anyway, Katie and Hannah both got their pulls before the end of the night so I didn't feel too guilty about it.



My Sex Life Ch. 07



Chapter 7: Introducing George

Wednesday nights are my Judo nights.

I invariably have a lot of fun on Wednesday evenings, partially because I really enjoy my Judo classes but mostly because after the class, I usually end up having fun with one of the other members of my club.

His name is George and I've been 'seeing' him for a little over a year (you'll probably be reading about quite a few of our exploits in future). He's 19, drop dead shagable, has a car and almost always and gives me a lift home after our class. He also has a girlfriend called Gillian but that's another story. I should point out that on the vast majority of times that he drives me home, we don't go by the most direct of routes. This particular Wednesday night was no exception.

In fact, we went a little further out of our way than usual; out along the coast, through Musselburgh, to Levenhall Links.

The car park is next to a boating pond and it was empty when we arrived. George just about had time to turn off the ignition before I had his cock in my mouth. George's cock was thick and hard and I love using my mouth to pleasure him. He groaned as my lips slid up and down his shaft. Every now and then I'd let it slip from between my lips and kiss and lick it all over, teasing the slit at its tip and driving him wild.

As I sucked hungrily on his cock, I struggled to get out of my Gi bottoms. George did his best to assist but his mind was on other things as I took him, repeatedly, deep into my mouth, his knob nestling in the back of my throat as I sucked and swallowed. 

Once I'd disposed of my bottoms and George was brick hard, I released his cock from my mouth long enough to let him recline the seat and roll on a condom. Once that was safely in place, I climbed on to his lap, straddled him and impaled myself on his shaft and started to ride him like a woman possessed.

George's cock isn't the biggest I've ever taken but it's big enough and he knows how to use it (even accounting for the lack of mobility our position allowed). He had my Gi top open and was sucking and licking my tits as I bounced up and down on him.

I was deliriously happy as I worked my hips back and forth, sliding my wet pussy along George's stiff cock as he squeezed and sucked on my tits. The passenger's seat in a car doesn't give you much room to move but I ground myself against him, savouring the friction on my clit as his cock filled me.

I'm not sure when the other two cars arrived, I was too busy to be paying attention to such details but at some point during the proceedings, we did became aware that there were another two cars now in the car park and that their occupants seemed to be watching us quite intently. The knowledge that we were being watched turned me on even more and I was soon cumming hard and I'm convinced the occupants of the other cars must have heard my cries (especially since I discovered that at some point I must have knocked against the switch that wound down the driver's side window).

Ignoring the onlookers as best I could, I let my orgasm wash over me and I rode George's cock for all I was worth. Each thrust added to the powerful sensations that were pulsing through my body.

After a few more minutes , George was breathing hard and told me he was about to cum. I took this as my cue and got off his dick. I clambered on to the driver's seat, removed the condom, bent forward and took him into my mouth to finish him off. 

I sucked hard. I had the fingers of one hand wrapped around his shaft, stroking rapidly up and down as I brought him closer and closer to the point of no return. I rubbed my clit with the fingers of the other hand, bringing myself closer and closer to another climax as George strained to hold back, trying desperately to delay the moment of release for as long as possible.

Sadly for him, George couldn't hold on. A few hard sucks later and he let fly, filling my mouth with jet after delicious jet of his hot, sticky cum as I gulped it down eagerly.

The occupants of the car parked on the driver's side of ours must have got a great view of my arse and me fingering my well fucked pussy as I was knelt over, drinking George's cum.

Once I'd cum again and he'd subsided, I let him go and attempted to make myself (at least) a little more decent. I had a cigarette while George got his breath back and then we drove off.

As we passed one of the two cars on our way out, its driver tooted its horn and they guy on the passenger seat gave us a thumbs-up. I guess they enjoyed the show. I know George and I certainly did.



My Sex Life Ch. 08



Chapter 8: Threesome Fun

Jen and Richie are a couple in their early twenties that I met through the adult dating site that I'm a member of. On the day in question, I met them at lunchtime in the café at the botanic gardens in Edinburgh. I had my school uniform in my rucksack as they'd asked me to bring it with me (my mum might have been suspicious if I left the house wearing it at the weekend). We chatted for about an hour over some teas and coffees and it was clear that we got on and that our meeting was going to be a 'live' one.

Then came the shock, albeit a very pleasant and convenient one, they only live two streets away from me.

At first, Richie just watched as Jen and I played with each other. He sat there engrossed as his girlfriend and I seduced each other, slowly undressing each other before exploring each other's bodies with our hands and mouths.

Jen ate my pussy first. Her soft tongue gently lapped between my moist, tender folds and a warm glow instantly began to spread over me. I played with my tits as she gently kissed and sucked on my clit. She began to finger my pussy and, as she pumped her fingers in and out, twisting them around inside me, I felt myself slip over the edge.

I tugged at my nipples as I came. My body shook and I tossed my head from side to side as my climax gripped me. The walls of my pussy gripped Jen's fingers as she worked them inside me. Spasms of pleasure gripped my womb and spread throughout my body.

Time and time again, Jen drove me on; never relenting. I had a series of shattering climaxes one after the other as her tongue gave my clit a gentle but thorough lashing and her fingers stretched and fucked my quivering pussy.

After that, we changed over and I got to taste her. Her pussy was hot and her juices sweet and rich. They coated my face as I explored every fold and crevice of her sensitive flesh.

When she came, Jen was extremely vocal; telling me what to do, ordering me not to stop. Every touch of my tongue on her throbbing clit made her body shudder as her orgasm peaked again and again.

Like me, Jen came several times before we ended our 'show' by putting on a slow and sensuous 69 as a finalé for Richie's benefit who, by this time, had stripped off and had his cock in his hand.

Jen moved over to begin licking and sucking his cock. Then she invited me over to join her. We took it in turns to pleasure him with our mouths. When one of our mouths wasn't on his cock, it was exploring the other's body. We were kneeling side-by-side and fingering each other's pussies as we used our mouths to bring Richie to boiling point.

Our two hot and hungry mouths, coupled with the display he'd been subjected to quickly brought Richie to boiling point. He struggled valiantly to hold back; his knuckles turning white as he gripped the edge of the sofa, desperate to prolong his pleasure as much as possible.

As Jen kissed and sucked on Richie's balls, I felt his cock begin to twitch; his knob seemed to swell in my mouth. Jen and I pulled away. We knelt side by side in front of him as Richie wanked himself to a climax; his cock just inches from our faces; our mouths open, waiting for his load.

When he came, he sprayed his cum over both Jen and me. I caught some of it in my mouth and swallowed it down. As his eruption subsided, Jen took him into her mouth and sucked the last of his cum from his now spent cock. Once she had drained him, Jen turned to me and we took turns licking Richie's cum off each other's bodies.

After we'd cleared up his cum, Richie got me to lie down and got between my legs. Soon his tongue was lapping at my cunt and I squirmed and cried out with delight as my pussy was treated to another tongue lashing.

Richie's tongue was rougher than Jen's but his attentions were every bit as enjoyable. As his tongue flicked over my clit and dipped into my pussy a familiar tingling sensation began to spread through me. I closed my eyes and suddenly I was cumming again. When I opened my eyes, Jen had moved to kneel over me and was pushing her pussy into my face. I got to eat her while her boyfriend was eating me. Yummy!!!

Jen and I swapped places and we just kept on licking and cumming, with Richie alternating between my pussy and Jen's. By the time our tongues, not to mention Jen's and my pussies, could take no more, I was completely drained. I can't remember ever having come as hard or as often as I did during that time

We lounged around for a while before Jen decided it was time to start again. She began to suck Richie's cock back into life as I watched. Once she had him hard, she suggested that he might like to fuck me. I was only to happy to oblige and he didn't hesitate. Pausing only to put on a condom, he was between my legs and inside my pussy and, before I could even say 'Fuck Me!', he was doing just that.

Richie's cock was about 8½ inches long and quite thick. It felt so good as he slid into me, slowly filling me up, my pussy stretching around him. As he thrust in and out, pinning me to the floor with his powerful, surging strokes, Jen started kissing me all over. I was in heaven.

The sensations were overwhelming as Jen kissed and sucked on my tits as her boyfriend's cock pounded me. I surrendered myself to them and the only thing I was aware of was how good they were making me feel.

I was so wrapped up in what they were doing to me that I got a shock, and a hugely empty feeling when Richie suddenly pulled out. I opened my eyes and was about to complain but Jen kissed me and smiled then told me to get on all fours.

I quickly complied then braced myself as Richie's hands gripped my hips and he entered me again with a single thrust. As he fucked me doggie style, Jen lay down in front of me and I began to lick her pussy again. The force of Richie's thrusts pushed my face hard against Jen's cunt and she moaned and wriggled as my tongue lapped up her juices.

Jen quickly came again and then, once she'd recovered a bit, she crawled away only to reposition herself underneath me in a 69.

Eating her pussy while she ate mine, with Richie's cock pounding me hard tipped me over the edge pretty quickly. I screamed and shook as I came. Every touch of Jen's tongue made my body flinch, every thrust of Richie's cock drove my climax higher and higher. Between them, they fucked and licked me until my orgasm wracked body could take no more and I lay, spent and trembling on the floor.

Jen quickly took my place. Richie discarded the condom he'd used when fucking me and sank his thick cock into her pussy. I watched, entranced, as they fucked. Jen seemed to lose herself as Richie battered her cunt with his cock. When I'd recovered slightly, I rejoined them, moving into a 69 beneath Jen.

As I licked on her pussy, Richie's cock slid into her just millimetres above my face. Occasionally I let the tip of my tongue run along the underside of his cock as it stroked in and out.

Richie eventually came again, pumping his seed deep inside Jen. When he pulled his cock out of her pussy, he slipped his knob into my mouth and I proceeded to suck him clean. As I sucked and licked him, I savoured the taste of his and Jen's mixed juices. At the same time, his cum started to dribble from Jen's pussy and trickle over my face.

When I'd finished with Richie's cock, I turned my attention to Jen's pussy. I lapped at it hungrily, swallowing down her juices and Richie's cum as the mixture flooded my mouth. Jen came hard as I cleaned her. She ground her pussy against my face, writhing against my tongue until she could take no more.

We cuddled up together, luxuriating in what we'd just shared but not before Jen had licked my face clean.

A little later, once we'd all regained a little energy, Jen and I got down to it again. Richie joined in after he'd watched us for a bit and fucked us both as Jen and I continued to play with each other.

This time, as a special 'present' to me, I was allowed to finish Richie off with my mouth. When he came, instead of swallowing straight away, I kept his cum in my mouth, letting it pool on my tongue and savouring its rich flavour. With his cum in my mouth, I turned to kiss Jen. Richie watched on, spellbound, as his girlfriend and I shared his load, passing it back and forth between us until, at last, it was gone.

After that, we were, quite literally, all shagged out and, after a shower and something to eat, it was time for me to go home.

That's when Richie suggested that I could become their 'babysitter' to give me a cover story for when I was with them. I agreed straight away, especially when you consider that they don't have kids!!!

I've spent quite a bit of time 'babysitting' for them since then.



My Sex Life Ch. 09



Chapter 10: Turning Defeat Into Victory

Well, after all the hype and expectation, the end result, although probably the right one, was still a huge disappointment. It was yet another in a long line of glorious failures. Yes, I'm talking about Scotland crashing out of Euro 2008 at the hands of Italy, aided and abetted by some dubious decisions on the part of the match officials.

But all was not lost thanks to Colin and Danny, who kept Katie and I company during and after the match.

We stopped for a couple of drinks on the way back to their flat and Katie and I got quite a few offers in the pub but the boys had already staked their claim on us and, having done some discreet preliminary explorations during the game, Katie and I were both eager to see and get our hands (and other parts of us) on certain parts of them.

When we got back to their flat, we started off, me with Danny and Katie with Colin, kissing, fondling, and generally just getting naked. There was no real consideration as to how we paired off; Katie and I both knew that by the end of the evening we would both have had both of them so we just went with the flow.

It didn't take Katie and I long to start getting down to business. Almost as soon as we were all out of our clothes, Katie and I were on our knees, each in front of our selected guy, with their cocks in our mouths.

Danny's cock was a good eight inches long and pretty thick. He sighed as I stretched my lips around it and began to work my mouth back and forth along its length. From what I could hear and what I could see out of the corner of my eye, Colin was just as appreciative of Katie's efforts as Danny was of mine.

As we feasted on their cocks, Katie and I swapped back and forth a few times, giving them the benefit of both of our mouths. Colin's cock wasn't quite as long as Danny's but it was just as thick and I knew that I was going to enjoy having both his and Danny's inside me. I was also sure that Katie would enjoy them every bit as much as me. That was still in the future though and, for the present, Katie and I just concentrated on giving the guys the blow-jobs of their lives.

With Katie and I swapping swapping between them, sucking them both for all that we were worth, it wasn't long until Danny and Colin were close to bursting point. We got back into our original pairs and concentrated on finishing them off.

Pre-cum was oozing out of Danny's cock as I sucked it deep into my mouth. As I sucked, I stroked his cock with one hand and used my other to play with his balls. 

Danny was groaning. His cock was twitching in my mouth and I could feel the tension building inside him. Without warning, he grabbed my head and began forcing his cock deep into my mouth. He was quite rough and I almost choked a couple of times as the head of his cock lodged in the back of my throat.

He came, suddenly and copiously, flooding my mouth with his hot, salty cum. I had to swallow hard not to lose any but, somehow, I managed.

His eruption quickly subsided and, as I sucked the last drops of cum from his flagging cock, I heard Colin cry out, announcing that he was shooting his load into my best friend's mouth.

I watched as Katie skillfully and hungrily took all that Colin fed her. Once she'd cleaned him off, and while the boys watched on, spent, I moved over to sit next to Katie and gave her a long, tender, lingering kiss that had us both melting into each other's arms.

We were both so turned on by what had happened; we both desperately needed to cum. As we kissed, we began to finger each other's pussies. The effect was almost immediate. I clung to Katie as spasms shook my body. Katie gently fingered my clit, feeding my orgasm until it completely consumed me. Somehow, I managed to continue to work my fingers on Katie's pussy and, suddenly, she was cumming too.

As we held on to each other, letting the energies of our climaxes dissipate, Danny and Colin joined us and, before long, we were back in our original pairings again.

No sooner had he got me to himself, Danny was between my outstretched legs, giving my pussy a bloody good seeing to with his tongue and, from what I could hear, the noises coming from the other side of the room seemed to indicate that Colin was paying Katie the same type of attention.

A good tongue on my pussy always gets me going quickly and Danny had a very good tongue. He quickly licked me into a frenzy, re-igniting my orgasm, causing me to cry out as the sensations surged through me. Powerful contractions gripped my womb, fire pulsed through my veins as his tongue lashed my throbbing clit.

As I came, he gave me no respite. He began to fuck my pussy with his fingers, thrusting them deep inside me and twisting them around as his tongue beat relentlessly on my clit.

Suddenly he was gone, leaving me trembling on the floor. Moments later, he was replaced by Colin. Colin's technique was slower and gentler than Danny's but it was no less effective for that. Almost at once, I felt a warm glow spread over me combined with a familiar tingling sensation in my breasts.

Colin took his time, exploring every fold and crevice of my pussy with his tongue as I moaned and writhed with pleasure. My pussy was on fire and very soon I was hovering at the brink again.

I held back for as long as I could, letting the pressure build, savouring every painful second as I denied my body the release it craved.

I was distantly aware of Katie's moans as she enjoyed the attentions of Danny's tongue. The sounds of my friend's pleasure served only to further increase my already heightened state of arousal. The awareness of Katie's impending climax was hastening the arrival of my own.

Finally, it was too much, the explosive impulses became too strong to resist and I surrendered myself to my orgasm. As my back arched off the ground, I clutched at Colin's head, pressing his mouth even more firmly against my burning pussy. My body flinched and shook every time his tongue grazed my aching clit and I cried out as I rode the waves of my climax as they broke over me.

By the time Colin finally stopped, my body was spent. The absence of direct stimulation was almost a relief in itself. That relief was to be short lived, however. Just as a measure of control returned to me, the guys traded places again and Danny had his head between my thighs and was feasting on my pussy once more.

Danny, gave me one more climax with his mouth; it took him no more than a couple of minutes to bring me off again. Although intense, this orgasm was nowhere near as all-consuming as the previous ones had been and this time, as I came, he had me begging him to fuck me. 

Having been given his invitation, Danny didn't hesitate to accept. Pausing only long enough for me to give his cock the quickest of sucks before rolling a condom on to its lovely thick length, Danny quickly positioned himself above me and I guided his cock into my waiting pussy.

It felt wonderful having him inside me. The walls of my pussy stretched around him, making me feel deliciously full. He began to slide in and out and I gripped his tight buttocks as I urged him on. There was no tenderness involved, it was simply raw, hard fucking and it was just what I needed. Danny pounded my cunt with hard, powerful thrusts of his cock and I cried out, urging him to fuck me harder.

I got an occasional look at Katie and Colin and from Katie's cries of pleasure and her increasingly vocal urgings, I could tell she was enjoying herself as much as I was.

After a few minutes we rolled over. I rode Danny's thick rod with increasing abandon, impaling myself on its length as he sucked and squeezed my breasts. It wasn't long before I was cumming again, screaming obscenities as I lost myself in the overwhelming sensations.

Eventually, Danny let me know he was about to cum. His words finally penetrated my consciousness. As I have a tendency towards doing, rather than letting his cum go to waste inside a condom, I got off, removed it and took him in my mouth to finish him off. Within seconds, Danny was emptying a second load of hot, thick cum into my mouth and I was wolfing it down just as eagerly as I had his first.

When the boys had finished, we had another couple of drinks then Katie and I put on a bit of a show for them. We began by simply kissing and caressing before moving on to eat each other's well fucked pussies.

Katie is exceptionally good with her tongue and, as she always does, she soon had me cumming again. When I was unable to take any more, I repaid the compliment, licking her into a screaming frenzy before, as our grand finalé, we got into a 69 and, cumming again and again, we stayed there until we were both ready to be fucked again.

The boys' had clearly enjoyed the show that we had put on for them and their cocks were showing signs of returning to life so, once again, Katie and I employed our mouths to get them ready.

This time I was with Colin. It didn't really take me that long to get him fully hard again but, even then, with the 'work' it had already done that evening, by the time I had him ready, my mouth was beginning to ache.

I rolled a condom on to his cock then lay back, my legs spread wide, waiting for him to take me. Colin quickly got on top of me and was inside me with a single thrust. We started off quite slowly, just grinding our bodies together as his cock slid in and out, making me feel deliciously full.

As the warm, well fucked sensations spread through me, I encouraged him to increase his pace. Soon, Colin's cock was hammering my pussy, his body slamming into mine as he pinned me to the ground.

Almost without warning, I found myself cumming again. The walls of my pussy tightened around his shaft and I clung to him as my body shook. 

Colin continued to fuck me hard. With each thrust of his cock, my orgasm deepened, sending ever stronger contractions pulsing through my pussy and womb.

Somehow, lost in the throes of my climax, I found myself on all fours, being taken hard and fast from behind. Colin gripped my hips, pulling me back on to him as he thrust deep inside. As he fucked me, I had my fingers between my legs, franticly rubbing my throbbing clit, feeding my orgasm as it peaked, subsided and peaked again, over and over.

At one point, as Colin was doing me from behind, I noticed that Katie was taking Danny up the arse and decided that I wanted some of that too. Colin was only too happy to oblige.

I almost wished I hadn't at first. Much as I like anal, Colin's cock was a little thicker than most of the ones I've allowed there and it hurt a little as my tight rear hole stretched around him. Once his cock was buried deep inside my back passage and Colin found his rhythm, I got really into it.

With his cock trapped in the tight confines of my arse, it wasn't long before Colin was ready to cum again. With a groan, he slammed against me and I could feel his cock twitch inside me as he emptied his load into the condom.

After we'd recovered a bit, the guys ordered in some Chinese which was just what the doctor ordered. After that, we fooled around a bit more, this time Katie and I took it in turns to take both Colin and Danny at the same time. While I was being done at both ends, Katie was underneath me playing with my tits and licking my pussy. When it was Katie's turn to be fucked, I did the same to her.

All in all, it felt wonderfully dirty being double ended by the guys as Katie pleasured me with her mouth and hands. That whole final session was just a blur of hands, tongues, and cocks mixed in with large helpings of Katie's tits and pussy. Katie and I came several more times as we fucked the guys and ate each other's pussies. By the time we could take no more, we were both worn out.

Colin and Danny hadn't come during all that so in the end, once Katie and I had summoned up some strength, we decided to finish the boys off with our mouths. 

As Colin had shot his load into the condom when he was fucking my arse, I decided I would finish him off. Katie didn't complain and seemed more than happy to attend to Danny.

It took a while to finish them off but, in the end, with our mouths aching, Katie and I were rewarded for our efforts with a mouthful of sperm each. Instead of swallowing immediately, Katie and I shared a long, drawn out kiss where, to the amazement of Colin and Danny, we passed their cum back and forth between our mouths.

After we'd finished, Katie and I got showered and dressed and the guys, bless them, got us a taxi to the station where we just managed to catch the last train back to Edinburgh.

As planned, I stayed over at Katie's last night and we had a lot more fun, just the two of us, before we got to sleep in the early hours of this morning.

I got home just after lunchtime on Sunday. My mum asked me if I'd had a good time. I think I managed to keep a straight face and not blush when I said that Katie and I had had a nice, quiet evening. My mum also said I looked a bit tired. Not so sure I managed not to blush that time.

Anyway, so that was how I consoled myself to Scotland being knocked out of Euro 2008. I guess you could say it started with a whimper but it definitely ended with bang.



My Sex Life Ch. 10



Chapter 10: Another Friday, Another Fuck Buddy

This Friday, I met up with Declan. The staff at Starbucks at Haymarket must be beginning to wonder about me.

We drove out to his place in Currie and the fun began the moment the front door closed. Actually, that's not true, I'd been fingering my pussy in the passenger seat next to him the whole way there and had came twice by the time we'd reached his place.

Anyway, once we were inside, he just picked me up, kissed me roughly, carried me through to the bedroom and, almost literally, threw me on to his bed. The next thing I knew, my skirt was hitched up around my waist, my knickers were on the bed next to me and his tongue was on my pussy.

Declan's tongue was fantastic. As it worked its magic on me, I managed to undo the buttons of my blouse and push my bra out of the way so that I could play with my tits. The sensations from my pussy and clit quickly overwhelmed me and Declan had me cumming in next to no time. Powerful contractions gripped my womb and my body shook uncontrollably as he feasted on my pussy. 

As I writhed and moaned, Declan carried on licking, fingering my pussy and arse as his tongue beat against my clit, sending lightning bolts of pleasure shooting through me. I clutched at his head, pulling his mouth more firmly against me as I let the sensations flood over and through me. All in all, I came three times before he decided it was time to fuck me. And fuck me, he did.

I still hadn't managed to get out of my clothes. My school skirt was scrunched up around me as he positioned himself above me, thrust his cock into my waiting pussy and began giving me a bloody good seeing to. It was hard, fast, rough and altogether amazing. We'd chatted a lot on MSN prior to meeting and we'd discussed online how I'd wanted to be treated and Declan was giving me just what I asked for.

I think I've alluded to the fact that I'm pretty vocal during sex and I was screaming obscenities at him as his cock pounded me (God only knows what the neighbours were thinking if they were in. I wasn't caring tough, it just felt so good to have Declan on me and in me, his thick cock stretching and filling my pussy.

Declan pulled out and turned me around to fuck me from behind. My tits were hanging out of my bra and he reached forward to manhandle them as he fucked me with ever increasing force. As he tugged and squeezed on my nipples, I could feel myself getting closer again.

The room was filled with the sounds of my moans, his grunts and noise of our bodies slamming together. The front of his thighs slapped against the upturned cheeks of my arse as he thrust his cock in and out. With every stroke, I pushed my hips back, meeting him on the deepest part of his thrust. I gripped the walls of my pussy around his shaft, flexing them as he plunged in and out.

Suddenly I was cumming again. The sensations were so powerful it was all I could do to stop myself from collapsing on the bed in front of him. Crying out, my pussy tightened around his cock, intensifying the sensations even more.

My orgasm brought Declan to the point where he too was ready to cum. I told him I wanted him to cum in my mouth and he was more than willing. He pulled out and I suddenly felt a huge emptiness. I swung round to sit on the edge of his bed. After the briefest of pauses to dispose of his condom, I had his cock in my mouth and I was sucking on it as if my life depended on it, my fingers stoking his shaft in tandem with my lips.

It didn't take long for Declan to reach the point where he couldn't hold on any more. He was groaning and his cock was thrusting involuntarily between my lips. He cried out, "Julie!! Oh Fuck, Julie!!" (I love it when a man cries my name as he cums!) as his seed shot from his cock, providing me with a thick, creamy mouthful of hot cum. I swallowed quickly and he seemed to just keep on cumming, pumping more and more of his cream into my hungry mouth.

Eventually, his eruption (can't think of a better word) slowed to a trickle and I sucked the last drops from him.

After he'd recovered a bit, Declan went to make us some coffee and I, after fastening my blouse and straightening my skirt so that I had semblance of decency, nipped out to the garden for a cigarette.

Once we'd had our coffees, Declan decided my pussy needed more attention. We didn't make it back to the bedroom, he just knelt between my legs where I was sitting on his sofa and started to lick me again.

Again, as he licked me, he fingered my pussy. A few minutes later, he had two fingers in my cunt and one in my arse. My blouse had somehow managed to come undone again and I was playing with my tits as his attention was firmly on what he was doing down below.

It wasn't long before I felt my orgasm approaching but, this time, I managed somehow to hold it back, letting the pressure inside me build until I eventually had to let go.

My body convulsed as my climax tore through me. I was crying out, swearing, demanding that he didn't stop. Declan's tongue just kept on working away, driving me on and on and on until I had to have him inside me again.

With what little control I could muster, I slid off the sofa, turned round and rested my body on it as I wriggled my arse in front of him.

Once again, he was inside me in a flash; pounding hard, filling me. As he fucked me, I reached back between my legs to play with his balls and occasionally rub my clit. He gripped my hips and kept pulling me back on to him, his balls slapped against me every time he plunged his cock into me. 

With my body supported by the sofa, I just surrendered myself to his fucking. My pussy ached from the pounding it was taking but it still felt so good.

Don't get me wrong, I'm all for nice, tender, gentle lovemaking but there are times when nothing but a good, hard, rough, dirty fuck will do. This was one of those times and that was precisely what Declan was providing me with.

As he fucked my pussy, he began to finger my arsehole, working one, then two fingers past my tight rear opening into my back passage. I quickly came again and, as I did, he pulled his cock out of my pussy then began to work it into my arse. I was really turned on by this point and again, I was turning the air blue as I urged him to fuck me harder and harder. It felt SO good and SO dirty.

Declan's cock stabbed deep into my back passage and I began to finger my clit. My body was weak, having been drained by so many powerful climaxes but I didn't want it to stop. Nothing beats a good arse fucking when I'm in the mood for it and Declan was giving me just that.

With his balls slapping against my enflamed pussy lips as his cock pumped in and out of my arsehole I felt myself trembling on the blink yet again. It wasn't a particularly intense orgasm but it drained what little strength I had left from my body and I could do little more than wriggle my arse from side to side as Declan's cock continued its merciless pounding.

Eventually, things came to their inevitable conclusion. This time, when Declan pulled out, instead letting me finish him off with my mouth, he just came all over my arse cheeks, letting his cum dribble down the backs and outsides of my thighs. Given that I was still dressed in my school uniform, this was a little precarious for me but Declan managed to remove my skirt before any of his cum got on to it.

We had a shower after that and that was the first time that we had actually been naked in each other's presence. In the shower, as the hot water trickled over me, slowly revitalising me, he licked and sucked on my tits, fingered my pussy and clit and, much to my surprise and delight, had me cumming again.

After the shower, he wrapped me in a towel and carried me through to the bedroom where, laying me down gently on the bed, he gave me a lovely rub down followed by a massage that left me tingling all over. He asked me to return the compliment and I tried my best. When he rolled on to his back, I used my tongue on his chest and slowly, worked my way downwards.

By the time I reached his cock, it was showing signs of life so I took him in my mouth again to see if I could work another load out of him. I wasn't in any hurry and worked my lips up and down his shaft at a leisurely pace, occasionally stopping with just the tip in my mouth to give it a suck before drawing him deep into the back of my throat again. 

I did manage eventually, but not before we'd ended up with me on top of him in a 69 and he'd managed to make me cum again. His load this time was nowhere near as big as his first but I happily swallowed it down.

Afterwards, we got dressed and, after another coffee and a cigarette, he drove me home.

I really enjoy my Friday afternoons.



My Sex Life Ch. 11



Chapter 11: George 'Makes Amends'

I had been looking forward to a good seeing to from George after Judo on Wednesday night so it had been a bit disconcerting when, just as we were preparing to leave, who should turn up but Gillian, George's girlfriend. To say I was a little put out was a bit of an understatement. I was hot, randy as hell and had to have a good session with my plastic pal, buzz, when I got home just to relieve my frustration. I must admit that, actually, I quite enjoyed my little bit of solo playing but it wasn't quite the fun I'd been intending having that evening.

I'm not sure, actually, what was more disconcerting; Gillian's arrival or Gillian herself. It goes without saying that I've never met her before and, to be honest, I don't know what I expected her to look like but I wasn't expecting her to be as stunningly gorgeous as she turned out to be. Put it this way, on a scale of 1 to 2, I'd definitely give her one. It sort of made me wonder what on earth it is that George sees in me.

Apparently, George and Gillian have been a couple since he was 15 and she was 14 (George is now 20). They were each other's firsts and, until he started his 'affair' with me just over a year ago, each other's onlys (at least George assumes that he is Gillian's only, she could, I guess, be every bit as good at keeping secrets from him as he is from her and he is honest enough to admit that possibility but suspects it's unlikely).

Anyway, it seems that, at first, I was simply a means to satisfying his curiosity as to what it would be like to be with someone other than just Gillian. To put it bluntly, George was using me to satisfy his curiosity. Not that that matters since I was using him too, as an almost ready supply of sex. As our 'affair' progressed however, so did our friendship. The fact that a little over twelve months later, we're still going at it on a regular basis is, according to George, a testament to many talents. 

Now, don't get me wrong, I have no illusions about the situation. Much as I like George and I do (he is genuinely a really sweet person and we have a lot of fun together; not all of it sexual I hasten to add), he is still someone who is prepared to cheat on his long-term girlfriend. As such, a committed relationship with him (assuming that's what either of us was looking for, and it isn't) would be totally out of the question. After all, if he can do it to Gillian, he could just as easily do it to me. Not that that matters, I'm happy that we're friends and, whatever the future holds, I hope we can manage to continue to be just that.

Anyway, enough of that. I'm sure you're not really interested in my moral dilemma.

I got a call from him the next day at school apologising to me for what had happened (or, what hadn't happened to be more accurate), and he promised that the next time he saw me, he would make it up to me. Now that definitely got my attention and I think I must have spent the rest of the day wandering around school with a silly grin on my face.

As it turned out, the next time we saw each other was Saturday. We'd had a special course with a guest instructor from Japan and some people in the club would be taking their black belt exams after it (I wasn't one and George already is a black belt so he wasn't either).

After the course, we went back to his so that George could keep his promise of making it up me.

Gillian often works away from home, that's why George and I are able to see as much of each other as we do. On this particular Saturday, she was away again and so we had his flat to ourselves. The first thing we did when we got to his was to have a shower. George got me all lathered up and I loved the way his hands slid so easily over my wet skin as the warm water from the shower-head flowed over our bodies. I got wet very quickly and it wasn't just from the shower. George began fingering my pussy and sucking on my tits. Almost at once, I felt a warm glow spread through me. I leant back against the tiled wall for support as George worked two fingers into my pussy and rubbed my clit with his thumb. I came almost instantly, burying my face in his neck as my body shook. I can't remember ever being so turned on that I came so quickly as I did then.

I was just recovering when he got on his knees and started to eat my pussy. I lathered up my hands and played with my tits as his tongue worked its magic down below. The feeling of the water as it flowed over me intensified the sensations as my hands slid over my breasts. My pussy felt as if it was on fire as George licked and fingered it.

Once again, I quickly felt the first stirrings of another orgasm. The walls of my pussy contracted around George's fingers, my clit throbbed and the first rippling tremors of pleasure could be felt gently pulsing in my womb. I squeezed my nipples and George's tongue beat against my clit.

Before long, I was cumming hard, this time even more powerfully than the time before. It was hard to keep my balance as my body shook and I was in danger of slipping on the wet surface of the bath. In the end, I just sat down and perched myself on the edge of the bath, leaning against the wall for support as I came again and again.

The feelings George gave me were wonderfully intense but, eventually, I had to beg him to stop; I just couldn't take any more. I've had my pussy eaten by more guys (and quite a few girls) than I care to try and count but George is one of the best (he even comes close to rivalling Katie). George turned of the water, got out of the shower, dried himself off then wrapped me up in a huge, soft, fluffy towel before picking me up and carrying me through to his bedroom.

He was going to give me a rub down once I'd recovered but I told him that could wait until after I'd sucked his cock.

Funnily enough, George didn't seem to be put out at all by this turn of events. He simply lay back and let me get on with it. I lay beside him and started kissing him, stroking his cock just to make sure it didn't go soft on me (not that there was much chance of that). I was still incredibly turned on from the shower and I decided to do something that surprised us both. As we kissed, I rolled on top of him, reached back between my legs and guided his cock into my wet pussy. I hadn't planned to do it, I just suddenly decided I wanted to feel him inside me, in the flesh, just for a few minutes. George was a little concerned (bless him) but I just told him to shut up and lie still and let me enjoy it.

We didn't really fuck at this point; I just squirmed around, flexing the walls of my cunt around him, gripping him inside me, relishing the experience of having a bare cock inside me (there have been only two others before George: Martin, to whom you may recall I lost my virginity to and a guy called Brian with whom I had quite an intense relationship with for a couple of months before he left to go to University in Bristol of all places). I could have stayed there forever but I'd promised George a blow-job and, where sex is concerned, I never break my promises.

I slipped off him and moved between his legs and started by licking my juices off his cock. I must admit, I loved tasting myself on his long, thick pole. Once it was clean, I took him in my mouth and 'got to work' properly, working my lips slowly up and down his shaft, drawing him in deep until the head of his cock lodged in the back of my throat before pulling back, sucking hard as I worked my mouth back towards the tip.

I think the earlier surprise must have been too much for him; I couldn't have had his cock in my mouth for more than a couple of minutes before his breathing suddenly deepened, his body tensed and he started pumping a sizeable load of cum down my throat.

Once I'd sucked it all out of him and swallowed it down with my customary relish, I moved up beside him and we had a snuggle.

We lay there for a while, wrapped in each other's arms while George got his breath back. I love it when he holds me tight in his strong arms. His body, naked and warm and pressed tightly against mine, feels so good. 

After a while, he disentangled himself from me and I rolled contentedly on to my front so that he could give me the rub down he'd promised earlier. George has strong hands but they were surprisingly tender as he massaged my neck, shoulders and back. The pressure from his fingers, combined with numerous kisses made me feel warm and tingly all over as relaxation spread through and over me.

After about ten minutes of that, I rolled somewhat languidly on to my back and let him massage my front. I loved the way his oiled hands seemed to glide over my tits. I guess, having me there, sprawled naked in front of him was just too much for him to resist as it wasn't long before he started using his tongue as well, licking my pussy as he caressed and squeezed my tits.

With my body feeling warm, relaxed, and incredibly turned on, it didn't take long for George to bring me to boiling point once more. I was moaning and whimpering as I came. My eyes were screwed tightly shut and I gripped the quilt tightly in my fists as my climax overwhelmed me.

George didn't let up. My body flinched violently every time his tongue flicked over my clit. I didn't want him to stop and as he feasted on my pussy and played with my tits, my climax peaked again and again, each time with an even greater shuddering intensity. I let him lick me until I couldn't take any more and then I realised that I really did need a good, hard fuck.

This time, George did use a condom (although I don't think I'd have stopped him if he had decided not to). He slid straight into me with a single thrust and started pounding my pussy. As it always does, it felt so good having him inside me, stretching me, filling me, pinning me to his bed. I had to resist the urge to claw my nails into his back as he fucked me harder and harder.

As his cock thrust in and out of my quivering pussy, George nibbled on my neck and shoulders, driving me wild. With every powerful stroke of his cock, I became more and more vocal, crying out, demanding to be fucked harder and harder. George responded to my urgings, powering into me as I pulled my knees back and gripped his buttocks, letting him enter me even more deeply. He moaned as I flexed the walls of my pussy around his shaft, gripping it rhythmically as he plunged into me.

We rolled over and I rode his cock for a while as he mauled my tits with his hands and mouth. Impaling myself on his cock, I worked my pussy up and down its length, rocking my hips to increase the friction against my clit. George had my breasts pressed tightly together and was sucking on both of my nipples. I could feel the pressure building inside me. 

My movements became increasingly frantic. I thrust my hips back with increasing force, grinding my pubic bone against him as his cock filled me, tipping me over the edge once more.

I came hard, gripping his cock inside me, almost screaming the roof down. Losing control, I bucked and writhed on his cock, using it to extract every ounce of pleasure as my orgasm consumed me. I let the waves of intense pleasure build up, getting stronger and stronger, holding them for as long as possible before finally letting the energy of my climax subside.

As my orgasm dissipated, I slipped off him and got on all fours so he could fuck me from behind. I was in heaven as he banged away, his cock filling me, his balls slapping against me. I rubbed my clit and came again only moments later.

Again, he let me recover but this time he pulled out and the next thing I felt was his knob pressing against my arsehole. His cock was well lubed up with my juices and didn't meet much resistance as he slid it slowly into my back passage. Before long, George was giving my arse the same sort of pounding he'd been giving my pussy and I was furiously rubbing my clit. 

I became increasingly vocal as his cock speared my tender arsehole, crying out things like, "Fuck my arse!" and, "Fuck me harder!" George was always happy to oblige me. He gripped my hips and pulled me back on to him as he stabbed his cock in and out.

With George's cock battering my arsehole and my clit throbbing beneath my fingertips, it wasn't long before I was cumming again. I cried out as my body shook. Thrusting my hips back, I impaled myself on George's thick cock.

George reached forward and began to play with my tits, squeezing them and pinching my nipples as he continued to hammer his cock in and out. His balls slapped against my enflamed labia with every powerful thrust. Almost reluctantly, I removed my fingers from my clit, letting my climax subside and, reaching back further, I began to stroke and squeeze his balls.

I sensed rather than heard his breathing deepen as his own climax approached. The surging thrusts of his cock in my back passage became both frantic and more urgent. "I... I'm g... going to c... cum, Julie! I... I can't ho... hold on!" he moaned as the end drew inexorably closer.

"Cum for me, George! Cum!" I replied, urging him on.

Just knowing he was so near almost tipped me over the edge again. I felt his cock twitch and jerk inside my rectum. As he came, crying out, "Julie! Oh fuck! Oh Julie!" I let myself be carried away.

With my strength sapped, my knees buckled and I fell forward, on to the bed. George collapsed on top of me, his cock still in my arse. I could feel his heart beating against my back, his breath was warm against my neck as he pinned me beneath him.

We lay there for quite a while, not moving, just basking in the afterglow of what had happened. I was exhausted but happy and extremely satisfied. I couldn't remember the last time I'd been so well and truly fucked. George eventually let his cock slip from my tender arsehole and, after disposing of his condom, snuggled up to me and wrapped me up in his strong arms.

Once we recovered, George cleaned himself up then made us some coffee and after that, I went for another shower. When I returned to the bedroom to collect my clothes, George was on the phone; it was his girlfriend. It was slightly surreal, listening to him chat to her, telling her how much he loved her and how much he was missing her when just a few minutes before he'd had his cock in my arse. Feeling a little bit wicked, I started dancing around suggestively in front of him and occasionally brushing against him as he talked to her. At one point, I got down on my knees in front of him and took his cock into my mouth, sucking hard as he struggled to keep his voice from betraying that anything out of the ordinary was going on.

Once he'd hung up, he was more than happy to let me continue. Using my hands and mouth, I eventually finished him off. It took quite a while and my mouth was tired and aching (George said that was my punishment for being such an evil little slut) by the time he finally rewarded my efforts by shooting a final load of cum on to my tongue, which I happily swallowed with my usual enthusiasm.

After that we had another coffee and then it was time for me to leave. George offered to drive me home but it's only a 20 minute walk from his to mine and since it was such a nice afternoon, I decided just to make my own way back. 



My Sex Life Ch. 12



Chapter 12: A Welcome Home

I got a pleasant surprise this morning. My friend, Cammy, sent me a text saying that he was home from Iraq on leave and asked me if we fancied meeting up for "coffee or something".

Cammy is a little older than me, 19, and is one of my oldest friends. I've always had a bit of a soft spot for him and I know he has pretty much the same sort of feelings for me. I suspect if things had been different and we weren't both the people we are, we might even have been an 'item' but, instead, we are just very good friends. I could almost go as far as saying that Cammy is quite possibly the best boyfriend I never had. That's not strictly accurate though as we have had each other on a number of occasions.

Anyway, enough of that. I replied saying that coffee would be great and that 'something' might be even better and that since I was at home, all on my own as my mum would be at work all day, why didn't he come round to mine so that we could elaborate on just what sort of 'something' he had in mind.

About three quarters of an hour later, the doorbell rang and, surprise surprise, it was Cammy. I welcomed him in, shut the door and, with no more than a, "Hi Julie. You're looking great," he took me into his arms and gave me a huge hug. I melted into his arms and felt his body strong against mine.

At 6'3", Cammy towers over me and I had to stand on tip-toes and pull his face towards mine to kiss him. The kiss quickly became passionate and, with all thoughts of coffee temporarily forgotten on my part, I removed my lips from his and led him towards my bedroom.

Once on my bed, our lips were pressed firmly together and it wasn't long before we were tugging at each other's clothes. There was an urgency to our actions that I hadn't anticipated but was fully caught up in.

I moaned as Cammy's mouth found my breasts and began to lick and kiss them all over. My hands were in his lap, gently stroking his cock and squeezing his balls. His cock was thick and hard and I knew that I wouldn't have to wait very long before I had it in me.

Almost as soon as that thought crossed my mind, I pushed him away briefly. "Don't worry," I said, noticing the briefest flicker of apprehension cross his face. I turned to my bedside cabinet and rummaged around in the drawer for some condoms. Finding them, I tossed one to him, saying, "Here, get this on you," as I struggled out of the remainder of my clothes.

I lay back on my bed, parted my legs and held out my arms to him. Cammy was above me almost instantly, the head of his cock pressing against my moist opening as he leant forward to kiss me.

Slowly he pressed forward and I let out a low moan of pleasure as his cock began to fill me. I pulled my legs back to let him slide in deeper and then we were fucking.

It had been more than a year since I had last had Cammy's cock inside me. His isn't the biggest I've ever had, maybe a touch over 6½" but it is quite thick and he definitely knows how to use it. I was in heaven as it slid in and out, pounding my wet pussy with powerful strokes. As he fucked me, he kept telling me how good my pussy felt as it engulfed his cock. I replied in kind, letting him know how much I was enjoying having him stretch and fill me.

The harder he thrust, the more I enjoyed it. I was digging my fingernails into his buttocks, urging him on, demanding that he fuck me harder and harder (I dread to think what would have happened if my mum had chosen to come home at that point). Cammy was nibbling my neck and driving me wild as his cock hammered me. I was getting close but, unfortunately, Cammy was even closer.

I knew my own orgasm would have to wait but Cammy's was now imminent; he was straining to hold on. I told him to pull out and he did, sitting back on my bed, I quickly turned round, pulled off the condom and wrapped my lips around his shaft. Sucking hard, my lips slip up and down his length twice before his cock started to twitch violently in my mouth. I gave his balls a gentle squeeze and he cried out, "Julie!! Oh sweet fucking God, Julie!!!" as he erupted.

Jet after jet of thick, rich cum flooded my mouth and I swallowed hard, determined not to miss a single drop. Cammy's hips thrust, forcing his cock deep into my mouth as he let loose a seemingly never ending load of cum. When, at last, his climax subsided, I sucked the last drops from him, licked my lips then moved up to snuggle against him.

It felt good being wrapped in his big strong arms. He was still breathing hard and his heart was pounding. "You certainly haven't lost your touch," he told me as we lay there. I assured him that neither had he but that, since I hadn't cum yet, once he'd got his breath back, he was going to have a little more work to do. Funnily enough, he didn't seem too put out by that, remarking that, "He was sure that I still had the best tasting pussy that he'd ever had!" (Doesn't he have such a way with words?)

A few minutes later, any need for words were pretty much forgotten as I found myself on my back, my legs spread wide and Cammy's face pressed firmly between my thighs. I said pretty much forgotten as I still found myself occasionally saying things like, "Ooooohhhh," and, "Mmmmmmm," and, "Oh fuck, that's good!" and other such banalities as his tongue explored my pussy.

Force me to make a choice, and I'll say that George is a much better pussy-eater than Cammy but, right then, that didn't matter. Maybe it was because I had been so close before or maybe it was the novelty of having Cammy's tongue on my clit for the first time in more than a year, maybe it was a combination of both factors but I was soon cumming hard.

My body shook violently as my climax tore through me. As he licked, Cammy had two fingers in my pussy, twisting them around and pumping them in and out. It was rough and it was hard but it was just what I needed. I suspect my neighbours must have been out or they would have been hammering at the door complaining about the noise I was making.

Cammy gave me no respite and I came again and again, each time harder and more powerfully than the one before. I was playing with my tits as he licked my clit and finger-fucked my pussy; the sensations I was experiencing were almost too much to endure.

Finally, I had to beg him, weakly, to stop. My strength had been sapped and my body had reached the point where I couldn't take any more. Cammy moved up beside me and held me in his arms. I kissed him and savoured the taste of my juices on his lips.

I was content just to be held for almost half an hour but then, being the insatiable little slut that I am, I decided I wanted some more and, since I had this man conveniently naked on my bed, I decided to have some. I slid off the bed and knelt in front of him. I took his cock in my hand and began to run my tongue all over it. As I licked and stroked, it stiffened. Cammy was making appreciative noises as I flicked the tip of my tongue over the eye of his knob.

I licked my lips then took him into my mouth, sucking hard as I slid my lips slowly down to the base of his cock. Cammy groaned as I swallowed, my throat tightening around his knob. As I worked my lips up and down, Cammy thrust, stabbing his cock into my mouth, occasionally making me cough and splutter in a most unladylike fashion.

When my mouth began to ache, I decided it was time to let my pussy take over. I rolled a condom over his now fully erect cock then moved up to straddle him. Cammy leaned forward and began to feast on my tits as I reached back between my legs and guided him into me. I impaled myself slowly on his cock, letting every inch stretch me as it slid into my warm, wet centre. I pushed my hips back and began riding his cock, lifting myself up and down. Cammy crushed my tits together and flicked his tongue over my nipples, making them as wet as my pussy.

We moved together, him thrusting beneath me, me rocking my hips back and forth, grinding my pussy against him. Cammy used his thumb to tease my clit and I soon began to feel a familiar warmth spread through me.

We rolled over and I brought my legs back, resting my ankles on his shoulders, opening myself up wide as he powered into me. I squeezed my nipples and began to moan as he rode me harder and harder. I felt his balls slap against me with every stroke. All the time, Cammy kept moaning my name softly, telling me how much he was enjoying being inside me. His words combined with his actions to push me over the edge and soon I was cumming hard. I gripped his cock with the walls of my cunt, savouring how full he made me feel.

As my climax subsided, it was replaced by a warm, dreamy lassitude. Relaxation spread through my body despite the pounding my pussy was taking. Sweat dripped from Cammy's forehead and I raised a hand to wipe it away from his eyes.

Cammy slowed down until he was barely moving, matching my languor with a gentle tenderness. In a heartbeat we'd gone from fucking to making love and it felt wonderful having him move slowly inside me, his lips kissing all over my face and neck. I moved with him, wrapping my arms around his neck, entwining my legs with his and moving my hips to meet his. The pressure increased against my clit and its throbbing began to build in intensity.

Slowly, almost imperceptibly, we increased the pace of our movements. The strokes of Cammy's cock became longer, more forceful. The walls of my pussy gripped him even more tightly. I felt myself cum again. It wasn't particularly powerful, nor was it overly intense but it was deeply satisfying and, by the time it had passed, Cammy was breathing hard, his body was rigid and his cock throbbed inside me.

As so often happens, for a few moments I regretted the condom; I would have loved to feel his cum fill my pussy as he came. It always seems such a shame to let the cum go to waste.

Cammy fell on to me, his hips still thrusting, his breathing rough. I held him tight, just enjoying the moment; revelling in the satisfied feeling of closeness that followed.

Afterwards, as Cammy showered, I got up and made him the coffee I'd promised. We drank and chatted and caught up about a lot of things that happened since we'd last seen each other. There were, however, a lot of things that he wouldn't (or couldn't) talk about. I had sensed the difference in him earlier. He was still, essentially, the same Cammy that I had known before he went to Iraq but some of the things he'd seen and encountered had, to someone who knows him well, clearly had an effect on him. He's going back in just over a week but, hopefully we'll get time to see each other before he goes. I can't help but worry about him though.



My Sex Life Ch. 13



Chapter 13: The Birthday Present

On Friday it was my friend Lindz's boyfriend's birthday and, between us, we'd concocted a very special birthday present for him.

Lindz is a couple of years older than me and is a student at the Art College here in Edinburgh. We've been 'friends' for several months, having first met through the adult personals site that we're both members of. We've had a lot of fun together in the time that we've known each other and we'd been working on this plan for some time.

On Friday, we met up, as usual, at the Starbucks just outside Haymarket Station. Lindz lives in Musselburgh (a few miles to the east of Edinburgh) and, having caught the 16:05 train, we were back at hers by shortly after 4:30. Grant (Lindz's boyfriend in case you hadn't guessed) wasn't due home until around 6pm so we had plenty of time to have a little fun of our own.

As usual, Lindz set up her webcam so that our goings on could be watched by anyone who cared to log in (and a lot of people did). We kept getting all sorts of suggestions from our viewers and we did our best to accommodate as many requests as we could. The majority of those watching seemed to like the idea of the (slightly) older woman, Lindz, seducing the naughty schoolgirl, me (I was still wearing my uniform at that point).

As our attentive audience watched on, we began to kiss and slowly undress each other.

As Lindz kissed and sucked on my tits, I surrendered myself to her touch, savouring the feeling as she used her tongue and hands to turn me on. It wasn't long before Lindz had her head between my thighs and was running her tongue along the length of my wet slit, working it deep between the folds of my pussy.

Lindz instinctively knew just what to do to turn me on. Her hands roamed all over my body as her tongue explored my pussy. Almost before I knew it, she had me hovering on the edge of an orgasm. Instead of driving me over the precipice, she did all that she could to prolong my pleasure, taking me repeatedly to the brink before slowing things down and starting again. The result was both frustrating but extremely arousing. Every time I felt myself on the very brink of cumming, Lindz would pull away, keeping me hovering on the verge of boiling point but never quite allowing me the release I craved.

Eventually it all became to much for me. As I begged Lindz to let me cum, her tongue flicked softly over my clit, my back arched, my body began to shake and I came, moaning softly as waves of pleasure washed over me. Even as I came, Lindz continued to lick, occasionally sucking on my enflamed labia before darting her tongue in and out of my cunt.

My orgasm peaked, again and again and I had an overwhelming desire to taste Lindz's pussy. Somehow I pushed her away and seconds later our positions were reversed. I ran my tongue along Lindz's moist slit and savoured the taste of her juices.

I lapped hungrily at her pussy, my tongue probing its warm, wet depths and occasionally flicking over her clit. Lindz moaned, her fingers twisted in my hair, pulling me to her, increasing the pressure of my tongue on her pussy. I reached up to play with her tits as my tongue worked itself between her moist folds and Lindz began to moan more loudly.

Squeezing her tits, I sucked on her enflamed labia and clit. Lindz's body flinched in response to my touch, her fingers tightened their grip, tugging my hair.

Leaving one hand in place to tease her nipples, I brought the other down and began to finger her cunt. I slid two fingers into her and began to pump them in and out, twisting them around as I licked her clit. The walls of her pussy tightened rhythmically around my fingers and her breathing deepened. I sucked hard on Lindz's clit, flicking its tip with my tongue.

Suddenly Lindz came. Her body shook and, although she isn't quite as vocal as I am, she still made a fair bit of noise as she gave voice to her climax. I continued to gently tease her with my fingers and tongue. Every time I flicked my tongue over her clit, Lindz squirmed and moaned, begging me not to stop.

Lindz came twice more before she finally had had enough. I moved up and she gathered me into her arms. We kissed gently as we held each other. I could feel Lindz's heart pound in her chest as we lay there in each other's arms.

Once she'd recovered, she brought out her 'rabbit' and quickly gave me a mind-blowing orgasm. We continued to play and, after about an hour and several orgasms later, we had a quick shower where, needless to say, we fingered each other to yet another climax and then got ready to put our plan into action.

The plan was quite simple, I was to wait in the spare room until she came to fetch me. The finishing touch on Lindz's part was classic. She'd 'borrowed' some crepe paper from College and I was to be 'wrapped' in it. Obviously not all of me, just my torso. The blue ribbon that she tied around my waist was the finishing touch. Then, at a certain point in the proceedings, I would be introduced as Grant's surprise 'present'.

When Grant got home, I could hear Lindz fussing over him and telling him that she had a special treat for him. While he went for a shower, Lindz looked in on me to see if I was still OK. I reassured her that I was and we had a very quick snog before she left to get herself 'ready'. It's possibly worth mentioning that all 'getting ready' really consisted of was Lindz stripping down to a matching black bra and thong by removing the t-shirt and jeans she'd put on no more than fifteen minutes earlier!

My excitement was growing all the time and if it wasn't for my wrapping, I'd have had a quick play with myself just for good measure but, although my arms were free, it was, I decided, more hassle than it was worth and, anyway, very soon I'd be getting all the action I needed.

About ten minutes after Grant had left the bathroom, I heard Lindz ask if he wanted his special present. This was it, this was what I'd been waiting for. Lindz came through and gave me a long, lingering kiss then quickly peeled off her underwear before leading me through to the front room.

For the record, Lindz has a fantastic body, one I can't get enough of and one I was going to be getting even more of soon. At 5'8" she's a little taller than me. She's extremely good looking with shoulder-length, naturally blonde hair. Her body is slim and toned but she still has great curves. Her breasts are the same size as mine, 34C, and are soft yet firm, pert and almost perfectly round. Her pussy is always (naturally) smooth and tastes heavenly. To be honest, even if I was totally straight, I'd still want to shag her.

On reaching the front room, I was confronted with the sight of Grant, sitting on the sofa, naked but for a blindfold. I had to stop myself from giggling. Not at Grant, but just at the surrealness of the whole set-up.

Grant is about 5'10", well built, good looking in a slightly dishevelled kind of way, with short brown hair, dark brown eyes (as I would find out once the blindfold came off) and, even semi-hard, packed about 7"-8".

We stood in front of him and Lindz bent forward to kiss him and told him he could remove his blindfold. His eyes nearly popped out when he saw me (well, OK, us, but I'm allowed to flatter myself).

Lindz kissed him then asked him if he liked his 'present' Grant agreed that he did and Lindz told him to hurry up and unwrap it (me).

In seconds, I was as naked as my hosts and all three of us were kissing and caressing and generally just writhing about on the floor. At first, Lindz and I put on a show for him, kissing each other all over before moving into a 69 to eat each other's pussies. We didn't continue long enough for either of us to cum again but it certainly got us in the mood for what was to come next.

Having used our tongues to whet our appetites, Lindz whispered to me, suggesting that I should go and give Grant a blow-job. I didn't hesitate. I had his meat in my mouth faster than you could say, well, faster than you could say anything.

As I sucked him, Lindz divided her attention between us; kissing Grant, kissing me, sucking my tits, taking my place occasionally, replacing my mouth with hers then, swapping back and licking my pussy before straddling Grant's face.

Lindz was clearly enjoying Grant's mouth as much as he was enjoying mine. She was screaming when she came (I dread to think what her neighbours must have thought) and I came shortly after her, my fingers furiously rubbing my clit as I sucked Grant's cock.

I knew he was getting close when his hips started to thrust. I could feel his balls tighten as I played with them. When he came, I swallowed down the first shot and then tried to hold as much of his cream in my mouth so I could share it with Lindz when Grant had finished.

Apparently, it really turned him on watching us share his cum, passing it back and forth, dribbling from my mouth into hers then from hers back to mine. We repeated this several times until it was all gone. Of course, Lindz and I didn't stop there. Our hands and mouths were all over each other's bodies. Before I knew it, she had me on my back and was giving my pussy a good tongue lashing.

When I came, Lindz let Grant take over. His tongue wasn't as soft as Lindz's and his technique was more direct; faster, with less teasing. It was still exceedingly good though. It didn't take long for me to start feeling a familiar tingling feeling in my pussy, especially with Lindz sucking on my tits at the same time.

Grant and Lindz took it in turns to lick and suck on my pussy. While one of them had their head between my thighs, the other was playing with my tits. Between them, they were driving me wild.

Eventually, with Lindz straddling my face, Grant ate me out until I came again (and again). When I'd recovered a bit, Grant and I took it in turns to work on Lindz. As one of us ate her out, the other was playing with her tits. We kept on licking and sucking until Lindz was reduced to a screaming, quivering wreck.

Again, I don't know how many times Lindz and I came as it all became blurred. All three of us used our mouths and hands on each other to keep us all in a state of high arousal.

At some point in the proceedings, Grant had become hard again. I know this only because while I was on all fours, feasting on Lindz's pussy, Grant, without any warning, took me from behind. I hadn't appreciated just how wet I was until he sank into me with a single thrust. That was all it took to have me cumming yet again. In no time at all, I was screaming the place down, my hips pushing back to meet his thrusts as his cock plunged repeatedly into me.

Things became even more blurred after that. The three of us combined in all manner of ways: Grant inside me as I ate Lindz's pussy or sucked her tits, Grant fucking Lindz as she and I 69ed, me sitting on his face as she rode his cock, me sitting on Lindz's face as Grant ate her pussy. We just kept on swapping and changing until Grant was at bursting point and Lindz and I were worn out, feeling more than a little tender but very, very happy.

This time, having just managed to discard the condom in the nick of time, he sprayed his load all over Lindz's and my faces and tits. Lindz sucked him clean before we set about cleaning each other up, licking Grant's cum off each other's bodies.

Grant had to put a dressing gown on to answer the door when the Chinese we'd ordered earlier was delivered.

Before anyone asks, no we didn't invite the delivery guy in to join us. Sorry.

After we'd eaten, we trailed through to the bedroom and Lindz set up the webcam again. What followed was almost a repeat performance of before, only this time, Grant completed his 'hat-trick' and got to fuck my arse too, and did it while I was wearing my school uniform. The people watching all seemed to love that and kept urging him on. Lindz had dug out her old school skirt and a white blouse as well so to everybody watching, it looked like Grant has having his wicked way with two filthy little schoolgirl sluts.

As Grant pumped his cock in and out of my arse, Lindz moved below me and we began eating each other's pussies yet again. Having Lindz's tongue on my clit as Grant fucked my tight rear hole with long, hard, powerful thrusts gave me tremendously intense sensations. My juices flowed copiously from my pussy, coating Lindz's face as she licked me.

Moaning loudly with waves of pleasure washing over me, I surrendered myself to Lindz and Grant as they drove me wild, fucking and licking me to the point of exhaustion. The fronts of Grant's thighs slapped against the up-thrust cheeks of my arse as he drove his cock deep into my back passage. Lindz's tongue teased my throbbing clit, pushing my climax ever higher.

Shuddering contractions gripped my womb as I came. I was reduced to crying out things like, "Oh, Grant!" and, "Mmmmm, Lindz!" and, "Oh fuck, yesssss!" I was utterly incapable of anything any more coherent.

This time Lindz got to finish Grant off. Slipping his cock from my back passage, he pulled off the condom as Lindz and I rolled over, before entering her. He fucked her hard and fast as I licked her clit and gently squeezed his balls. Occasionally, Grant would slip his cock from Lindz's pussy and direct it into my eager mouth.

With Grant's cock pounding her pussy and my tongue on her clit, it wasn't long before Lindz came again, moaning loudly and body shaking violently. Lindz's orgasm was all it took to tip Grant over the edge. When he came, he shot his load inside her and I could taste the rich mixture of his cum and Lindz's juices as I licked the underside of his shaft.

Lindz was still cumming hard when Grant pulled his cock from her pussy. As he moved in front of her, offering her his cock to lick clean, his cum began to ooze from Lindz's well fucked cunt. As Lindz cleaned Grant's cock, I began licking his cum from her pussy. I'd never had 'cream-pie' before and I savoured the taste of their mixed juices. Having tried it once, it's definitely something I want to do again.

With his cock licked clean, Grant sat back as Lindz and I, locked in a delicious 69, licked each other to our final climaxes of the evening. When we were finished, I was exhausted, a little sore in places but very, very happy. I always enjoy playing as part of a threesome and this had been one of the most enjoyable and satisfying that I'd ever had. Lindz and I always have a lot of fun together but I was extremely grateful to her for sharing Grant with me.

Eventually, it was over. We cleaned up and Lindz, bless her, drove me home. It had been quite an evening and Grant, I'm sure, had had a birthday he would never forget.



My Sex Life Ch. 14



Chapter 14: 'School Dinners'

One of the things a good slut learns is never to pass up any opportunity to be bad and the school lunch break offers any number of chances for me to engage my naughty side, especially when you have a willing accomplice like George. Today, for example, I had one of my impromptu 'school dinners' with George. He picked me up just a few minutes away from the school gates and we went for a quick drive to one of our favourite secluded spots.

The car park was empty and I wasted no time getting down to business, freeing his cock from its confines and wrapping my lips around it.

As is always the case when we meet at lunchtime, we didn't have a lot of time to spare so I sucked hungrily and hard, stroking his shaft with my fingers and squeezing his balls as George thrust his hips, driving his cock into my mouth. "Oh fuck, Julie, that's so good!" he moaned as my lips slid up and down his shaft.

It only took a few minutes to have George squirming in his seat, breathing heavily I sucked harder, rubbing his cock with evermore urgency. George couldn't take very much of this and it didn't take very long and I was soon being rewarded with a thick load of cum, which I swallowed down eagerly. I kept sucking and licking until I had drained the last drops from him. Once I'd finished, I licked my lips then settled back on my seat, dug out a cigarette and lit up.

As I puffed away happily, George slid his hand up my skirt and worked his fingers inside my knickers. I was already extremely turned on and very wet and George had no problem slipping two fingers into my pussy.

Very soon, I was squirming in my seat as George pumped his fingers in and out, twisting them around inside me as his thumb pressed against my throbbing clit.

Every now and then, George would pull his fingers from my cunt and suck my juices from them. Occasionally he would feed his fingers to me, making me taste myself on him, turning me on even more.

It wasn't long before I was cumming hard. My clit pulsed under George's thumb, my pussy tightened around his fingers, my womb contracted and I was moaning loudly as I squeezed my tits through my blouse.

George skilfully kept me at boiling point, feeding my climax until I was desperate to have him inside me. I reached out with one hand and found his cock. I began to rub it and it responded, stiffening as I worked my fingers up and down its length.

Finally, unable to wait any longer and aware that we had very little time, I manoeuvred myself on to his lap.

Bunching up my skirt, I reached back and, pulling the rather wet gusset of my knickers aside and lowered myself on to his cock. It felt so good to have him inside me again and I quickly got into my stride, bouncing up and down, impaling myself on him. George had my blouse unbuttoned and was licking and sucking on my tits as I rode his cock with increasing abandon. 

It was at this point that another car pulled into the car park and I almost died but, fortunately, it pulled over to the other end and the driver seemed to ignore us as he led his dog away.

Breathing a quick sigh of relief, I got going again. George's cock filled me and, despite my shock, I felt myself getting close as I ground against him while he licked and sucked on my nipples.

I came and I could sense George getting closer too. I had intended to hop off at the last moment and finish him with my mouth but, stuck between him and the steering wheel, I didn't really have room to manoeuvre, so I just kept on going until he came, shooting his load up inside me.

When he was done, I wriggled off and spent a few minutes cleaning him up with my mouth before settling back in my seat and attempting to straighten myself out a bit. Once I was a decent as I could manage, I had another cigarette and, having worked up a totally different type of hunger, decided I should probably eat my sandwiches.

We had another close shave as a police car pulled in just as we were pulling out. Had it been just a couple of minutes earlier, it would have spotted me with my bum in the air and George's cock in my mouth and that would very likely have been that. As it was, it just drove past us and I breathed another sigh of relief.

I got back to school just as the bell was going and just, after popping into the loo to check my decorum in the mirror, I made it to my class on time. Apparently, Katie said she could smell George on me (oops).



My Sex Life Ch. 15



Chapter 15: Banishing The Revision Blues

Yes, the exams are upon me again. All I can say is Grrrrrrrr!!!!!!!

I was meant to be revising on Friday but because it was such a nice day, I really couldn't be be bothered. In my defence, I did spend the entire morning with my nose buried inside a textbook but, by the time midday rolled around, I decided that I couldn't face any more that afternoon. It really would have been criminal to have wasted such a lovely afternoon on something as mundane as studying; so, instead, I decided to spend the first part of it with Stevie. 

Stevie is a friend of Katie's boyfriend Dan. He is, it appears, quite keen on me and, if I'm being totally honest, I do have a bit of a soft spot for him too. If I wasn't so completely hopeless at the whole committed relationship thing, he might actually be worth a try but since, from experience, I already know that I am almost definitely the worst girlfriend in the world, it's probably best that I don't inflict that sort of 'punishment' on him...

Anyway, we met up at lunchtime and, after a quick bite to eat, headed back to his place and, almost as soon as we were in his flat, his cock was in my mouth.

I began by licking the end of his shaft then, slowly, I ran my tongue up and down his length. When I had him wet all over and he was as hard as he could be I opened my mouth wide and took him inside. Slowly at first, I slid my mouth up and down his length, each stroke taking more and more of him in until I could fit no more of his thick eight inches inside my mouth. When I reached the top of my stroke I would tease his end with my tongue. 

As I slid my lips up and down his cock I started wanking him with my hands; my hands keeping the opposite beat from my mouth. 

After about five minutes of this I stopped to kiss him again. Then I lowered the straps that held my top in place and began to fuck him with my tits. As I pressed them into him I'd lick the tip of his cock and squeeze my nipples. I'm almost certain that I was turning myself on as much I was him.

Up and down I rubbed my tits. I continued until Stevie's breath began to get hoarser, coming in rapid gasps. 

At that point I stopped fucking him with my tits and concentrated on using my hands. I've always been proud of my hand-jobs. A small drop of pre-cum formed on his end. Stevie was moaning and letting me know that he couldn't take much more. 

I felt his cock twitch in my hand. I dropped my head and took him in my mouth just as he reached the point of no return. With a groan of pleasure Stevie unloaded himself into my mouth. I took two spurts of his warm, salty mixture into my mouth, which I greedily swallowed down. Another hit me in the face while two smaller ones landed on my tits. 

Stevie smiled appreciatively as I rubbed his cum into my tits while more of his cum dribbled off my chin. When I was done, I lit a cigarette while I waited for him to recover a bit.

As I waited, I put on some music and began to dance. While I danced I continued to rub Stevie's cum into my tits. I slowly began to undress in time to the music. First my blouse fell to the ground, then my skirt. As I let my bra slip off I could see he was beginning to regain interest. I lit another cigarette and blew rings at him as I danced around the room in just my flimsy little G-string. 

As Stevie lay back on the couch I straddled him. He buried his face between my tits and teased my nipples with his tongue. He licked my tits; first one then the other making them deliciously wet. As he rubbed his saliva into them I reached down and started to finger myself through the front of my G-string. 

I grabbed his cock, which, by now was lovely and hard again, and teased my clit with his end. This soon had me worked up into a frenzy. While Stevie sucked furiously on my left tit I felt myself begin to cum. It was just a small one but by God it was good. As I savoured my climax, Stevie stopped to put on a condom before returning his attention to my tits.

As my orgasm continued to pulse through me, Stevie continued to maul my tits and I began to rub the end of his cock up and down my dripping slit. My cunt felt like it was on fire. Finally, when I couldn't wait any longer, I pushed aside the thread of my G-string and guided his cock to my hole, whispering, "Go ahead and fuck me," in his ear as I slowly slid myself down his length, gripping him with the walls of my pussy as we started to move together. 

As I slid up and down on his thick cock he thrust to meet me on each stoke. He grabbed my bum and began to lift me up and down. As he fucked me from below with ever-stronger thrusts he reached up with his mouth to tease my tits as they swung in front of his face. 

I got off him briefly and removed my soaking G-string. I leaned against the arm of the couch as Stevie moved round to take me from behind. He grabbed my hips and thrust deep inside me.

As he pounded my cunt from behind I took my weight with one arm and reached down to play with my clit. My hips bucked furiously as he rammed into me with all his force. Every now and then he would pull back until he had almost completely withdrawn. Then without warning he'd plunge back inside me, his balls slapping against me with every thrust. I could hardly breath as I stood there frigging my clit while he fucked my cunt for all that he was worth. 

I felt my self beginning to slip over the edge into a huge orgasm when he suddenly pulled his cock out of me. I held my breath hardly daring to think of what was about to happen.

Stevie started rubbing the end of his cock up my crack until he got to my arsehole. His cock was completely lubricated with my juices as he started to push it into my tight rear entrance. My arse was tight and, despite the lubrication, it hurt slightly as he slowly forced his way in. 

I forced myself to relax and he began to slowly thrust in and out. I could hardly contain myself as I experienced his cock violating my tender rear entrance. As he thrust his cock backwards and forwards into my arse I frigged my throbbing clit even harder.

Lost in the sensations, I could distantly hear myself screaming "Yes! Yes! Fuck my arse. Oh FUCK! FUCK MY ARSE!!!" 

Finally unable to bear any more I let myself go. My orgasm flooded over me like a tidal wave and, shaking violently as I leaned against the arm of the sofa for support, I could hardly keep my knees from buckling; only Stevie's cock, buried deep in my arse prevented me from collapsing.

Suddenly with a grunt Stevie pulled himself free and, seconds later, I felt a warm sticky sensation trickling down my back. Another wad of cum hit me and then a final smaller one. 

With our bodies suddenly drained of energy, we both collapsed, exhausted. As I lay there, basking in the afterglow of what had been a tumultuous climax, I lit a well-deserved cigarette and puffed happily as Stevie snuggled up behind me.

We lay there for a while then, as I had a much needed shower, Stevie fixed us some coffees. After that, I decided that I should probably get back to work.

Strangely enough, with my body still tingling as I walked home, I realised that I was still in a highly charged state of arousal and that I couldn't quite get myself back into the right frame of mind for studying. Maybe it was fate or maybe it was coincidence but, whatever it was, I was extremely pleased when, at that moment, Lindz decided to text me asking if I fancied meeting up.

Needless to say, I agreed without a moment's hesitation!

As it was such a nice day that she suggested that we could 'go for a walk' in the Botanic Gardens.

We met at the café and, after stopping off for a coffee, we wandered aimlessly for a while, stopping every now and then for a quick snog and a feel, not caring if anyone was looking.

Eventually we found a nice secluded spot and Lindz laid out the car rug that she'd thoughtfully brought along and we just got down to business. 

By some strange coincidence (great minds and all that), both of us had managed to 'forget' our knickers. Well, Lindz had 'forgotten' hers, I'd simply neglected to put mine back on when I'd left Stevie's as I reckoned the string might be a little rough on my ever so slightly tender arsehole. We kissed, fingering each other's pussies until we both came then took it in turns to go down on each other.

As always, I savoured the taste of Lindz's juices as my tongue lapped at her pussy. She squirmed, whimpering softly as I worked my fingers in and out of her pussy while my tongue flicked lightly over her clit. Lindz reached down, twining her fingers in my hair, pulling my face towards her as she ground her pussy against my face. Over and over again she murmured, "Julie, ooooh fuck, Julie!" letting me know how much she was enjoying my attentions.

As Lindz's climax approached, her whimpers turned to soft, gentle moans as her body first stiffened then began to shake. I fed her climax, keeping her at boiling point, her juices flowing over my tongue as her orgasm peaked again and again.

Finally, unable to endure any more, she begged me to stop. I relented and moved up beside her, holding her close, feeling her heart pounding in her chest as we kissed.

As we kissed, Lindz's breathing slowly returned to normal. Her tongue cleaned her juices from my face; her fingers teased the moist folds of my pussy.

Finally, Lindz deemed herself sufficiently recovered to turn her attention fully to the task of eating me out. I was so turned on, both by what Lindz was doing and the fact that, at any second, someone could catch us in the act that I came as soon as her tongue brushed over my clit. I let out a low moan as the walls of my cunt tightened rhythmically around Lindz's fingers.

I quickly let the energies of my climax dissipate and settled back to enjoy Lindz's attentions, letting her know how much I was enjoying it and occasionally giving instructions (not that she really needed them).

At one point, we heard voices coming from the other side of the trees that obscured one side of our chosen spot from view. Knowing that there were other people just metres away from us who were blissfully unaware of what was going on almost right under their noses only added to the excitement.

I think I may have mentioned that I tend to be pretty vocal when I'm in the throes of passion and the need to keep things fairly quiet made me feel, at times, as if I was about to burst.

Finally, I reached the point where I could take no more. With Lindz's fingers in my cunt and her tongue lashing my throbbing clit, I came. My climax was overwhelming; my body shook uncontrollably and, forgetting momentarily about the possibility of being caught, I let out a long, low, pleasure-filled moan. When awareness of our surroundings penetrated my consciousness once more, I bit my lip, trying desperately to silence myself, which served only to further intensify the sensations.

When, at last, feeling both drained and breathless, I begged Lindz to stop, my voice was feeble. Lindz pretended not to hear me and continued, briefly, to torture me with her tongue before finally relenting. She moved up and gathered me into her arms where I lay, exhausted but extremely content.

After that, pausing only to straighten our skirts and fix our tops, we just lay on the rug for a while, enjoying the sun and each other's company.

Once we'd recovered a bit, we kissed and finger fucked each other until we both came again before getting up to have a leisurely stroll around the gardens, making our way back to the café for another drink before kissing each other goodbye.

Lindz presumably went home to get a good seeing to from Grant, and I went home to do some more studying. Strangely enough, my concentration wasn't quite as good as it had been before my afternoon exploits. 



My Sex Life Ch. 16



Chapter 16: Another Excuse To Avoid Revising 

Yet again, the mindless boredom of endless revision got too much for me to endure.

I was meant to be revising for my Chemistry exam on Friday but it was such a nice day and I really couldn't be arsed. Instead, I met up again with Scot and spent much of the afternoon getting myself well and truly arsed (if you catch my drift).

We met up at his flat and things proceeded pretty much as you'd have expected and much the same as they have on the previous occasions that we've got together. To cut a long story short, I rang the door-bell and I was in his bedroom and on my knees, sucking hungrily on his cock almost before the front door had closed behind me.

There was no subtlety involved; Scot simply sat down on the edge of his bed, unzipping his jeans and taking out his cock as I knelt on the floor between his legs. As soon as we were in position, I had his cock in my mouth and was sucking hard as he grabbed my head, forcing himself deep into the back of my throat as he gave my mouth a sound fucking.

It didn't take more than a few minutes to bring him to the boil. I'd hardly even got in to my stride when Scot began to groan and I was swallowing his load, gulping it down in much the same way someone dying of thirst would attack a glass of water. He drove his cock deep into the back of my throat as he came, almost causing me to choke. I used my fingers to milk his cock, squeezing his cum into my mouth, savouring its rich flavour before swallowing it down.

After that, Scot managed to say "hello" and moments later, he had me naked, on his bed with his head between my thighs and was giving me a serious tonguing.

I was obviously just as worked up as he had been as I was cumming after only a few minutes. Moaning loudly as bolts of pleasure coursed through me, I pulled his head towards me, increasing the pressure of his tongue against my clit.

Once Scot had brought me to a couple of rapid climaxes, he slowed down and began to take things a little easier.

As he licked me, he had his fingers sliding in and out of first, my pussy, then my arse and then both, causing me to come again. I was lost in the intensity of the sensations, turning the air blue as I screamed obscenities, urging him on and on before demanding to be fucked hard.

One of the great things about Scot is he has a very short recovery time and, before too much longer, his cock was inside me, giving my pussy a bloody good pummelling (bliss!!!).

The walls of my cunt gripped Scot's cock as he thrust it into me with increasing force. "Harder!" I screamed as his cock filled me, "Fuck me harder!"

I'm not sure if it was actually possible for Scot to fuck me any harder than he was at that moment but he continued to pound my pussy mercilessly as I urged him on, raking my nails down his back and digging my fingers into his buttocks.

We rolled over after a bit and I rode his cock as he propped himself up on his elbows and set to work on my tits. This, of course, had me cumming again almost instantly and I was becoming even more vocal (if that was at all possible) as the intensity of my climaxes rose higher and higher each time.

With my orgasms draining my energy, I climbed off him and got on all fours so he could take me doggy-style but Scot had other ideas. Instead of my pussy, he started to work his cock into my back-passage and, before long, he was fucking my arse with almost as much force as he'd pounded my pussy.

As he pumped in and out, I fingered my clit and, surprise, surprise, before I knew it, I was cumming again.

Scot didn't last much longer. With his balls slapping against my pussy lips, he heaved inside me and started to cum.

When he was spent, he pulled out, disposed of his condom and we snuggled up for a bit.

Once we recovered, we got showered and dressed and went for a drive down to Gullane. The weather was great but, on close inspection, the water was just a little too cold for anything more than just quickly dipping a toe in. Instead, after about half an hour of just enjoying the sun, we decided to look for somewhere a little more secluded. It took about 20 minutes to find a spot that we thought was just about right.

We put Scot's car blanket on the ground and, before very much longer, I had his cock in my mouth again. I wasn't in a hurry this time and, since Scot had already spent two loads, he wasn't likely to be cumming anytime soon so I just took it easy and enjoyed it. Suffice to say, Scot enjoyed it as well and was fingering my (still) wet pussy as I sucked him (somehow, I'd forgotten to put my knickers back on when we'd got dressed back at his).

When, my mouth finally began to get a bit sore, I dug a condom out of my bag, rolled it on his cock, moved up to straddle him, hitched up my skirt (although given it's (lack of) length, it didn't take much hitching) and impaled myself on his dick.

Maybe it was the heat, or the fact that we were outdoors, or perhaps it was the fact that at any moment, someone could come walking over the dunes and catch us but it felt even better this time.

Despite the 'danger' we were in no rush and just took it at a relaxed and leisurely pace. I only came once this time but it was a biggie!! I think the fact that I wasn't able to make too much noise just made it even more powerful.

This time, just as Scot was about to cum, I slipped off, disposed of the offending bit of rubber and took him in my mouth again. Despite it being his third, the load he shot into my mouth was still a respectable size.

I should point out, in case you hadn't realised by now, that I'm a bit of a cum addict. It seems such a waste to have it shot, unwanted, into a condom so I have a habit of finishing guys off with my mouth. Strangely enough, most guys seem to like this.

Anyway, I digress.

I sucked him dry then licked him clean before tucking his cock back into his jeans, pulling my skirt down a little and stretched out to enjoy the sun. 

We stopped at Luca's in Musselburgh on the way home for an ice-cream (Scot's treat) then, when we were back at his, we went for it one more time. 

Since he hadn't gone down on me when we were at the beach, he more than made up for it when we were back at his.

Scot didn't even wait for me to get undressed; in fact, we didn't even make it into the bedroom. Scot had me on my back, on the floor of the hallway, with my skirt hitched up around my waist and his head between my thighs as soon as the door was closed. The hall carpet was rough against my bare arse cheeks as I squirmed in response to the touch of his tongue against my lips.

I pulled up my top and began to play with my tits, squeezing my nipples as Scot licked and finger-fucked my pussy. My cunt flexed around his fingers as he drove them into me; my clit throbbed as his tongue beat rapidly against it.

"Yes! Oh fuck, yes!" I heard myself moan as I surrendered myself to the pleasure Scot was giving me.

Every now and then he would pull his fingers from my quivering pussy and lift them to my tits, anointing my nipples with my juices. I'd massage my juices into my skin as his fingers returned to my hot, wet hole.

From time to time, Scot would suck my clit between his lips, flicking its tip with his tongue as he twisted his fingers inside me. Every touch, every flick and lick of his tongue, every thrust and twist of his fingers turned me on more and more.

Soon I was cumming hard, moaning loudly as my body shook. "D... Don't stop! Ohhh! Ohhh fuck, don't stop!" I demanded as his tongue worked its magic on my tender clit.

As it turned out, Scot had no intention of stopping. In addition to the fingers that were fucking my tender pussy, Scot worked two more into my arse. "Oh! Ohhh! Ohhhhh fuck!!!" I cried as my hips bucked, forcing his fingers even more deeply inside me.

My clit ached. My womb shuddered as each contraction gripped it. With my eyes screwed tightly shut, my head tossed from side to side as my climax increased in strength. "Fuck me, Scot!" I demanded, "I want to feel your cock inside me!"

Unfortunately, Scot was having a little trouble getting hard again so, with me struggling to control my climax tormented body, we somehow got into a 69 and I found the strength to suck him back to life.

This time, my pussy hardly even got a look in. We staggered through to his bedroom and Scot had a few stokes inside me to get his cock lubed up. He added some KY and before I could say "Stick your cock in my arse!" he had his cock in my arse again.

I fingered myself to another orgasm as Scot pounded my back-passage with his cock. As he thrust, his balls slapped against my enflamed pussy lip, heightening my sensations.

"Harder!" I demanded between my moans, "Ohhh Scot! F... Fuck me h... harder! F... Fuck my arse! F... Fuck it h... hard! Ohhhhhh, mmmmmmmmm."

I'm not sure where Scot found the strength from but, somehow, he managed to respond to my urgings. Breathing hard, he rammed his cock deep into my back-passage, battering my arsehole with his cock.

I have to say, this time he did struggle and actually had to add some more lube at one point. Not that I minded, I was still enjoying it and it just meant I got to enjoy it for longer, playing with my clit as his cock slid in and out of my backdoor.

He did, finally, manage to cum again and, this time, he was pretty well exhausted and I was more than a little bit tender. Still, it had been worth it. It banished my frustration and I was able (more or less) to concentrate on my revision again when I got back to it that evening although, my mind did keep wandering from time to time; and I did have to make use of the services of a very soft cushion as I sat at my desk.



My Sex Life Ch. 17



Chapter 17: Football Fun And Frolics

On Friday, Katie and I were invited round to Richard's and Jenny's (the couple for whom I occasionally 'baby-sit') for an afternoon of fun and frolics with them and two of Richie's mates, Kenny and Mike. As it turned out, Jenny, Katie and I had to 'wait' on the guys, pandering to their needs as they watched the football (that's soccer for the benefit of my North American readers), dressed only in high-heels and those funny little waitress hats (ie, we were dressed like that, the guys were in their replica Scotland football tops and jeans/slacks, etc.).

Anyway, the format of the afternoon was quite simple, we served the guys beer and nibbles, provided them with whatever other 'services' they required. For the most part, that involved the three of us taking it in turns to kneel in front of the guys and suck them off. I have to say, I found it quite exciting to have my mouth in such hot demand (even if it did begin to ache a bit after a while).

Having first murdered 'Flower of Scotland' (if you've ever heard me sing, you'll understand), Jenny, Katie and I served the guys their drinks and got down to work. For starters, I took Mike while Katie settled down in front of Richie and Jenny entertained Kenny.

I have to say, Mike has a very nice (if that's the right word) cock, a little over seven inches in length and quite thick. I wasted no time taking it in my mouth and giving it a bloody good suck. From the corner of my eye, I could see that Jenny and Katie were taking their duties just as seriously.

As I worked my lips up and down Mike's shaft, he grabbed my head and began to pull it towards him, forcing his cock deeper into my mouth and occasionally making me cough and splutter. His balls were smooth and I stroked and caressed them as he fucked my mouth.

After a few minutes, we were instructed to change places and we dutifully obeyed. Having just sampled what Mike had to offer and having enjoyed the attentions of Richie's cock on a number of previous occasions, I decided to sample Kenny's. I must admit, I got a bit of a surprise when I discovered what I'd let myself in for. Kenny's cock is probably of about average length but it is quite simply the thickest cock I have ever encountered (and I've encountered quite a few). I had to stretch my lips wide to take him into my mouth and, even though it isn't particularly long, I could only take the head and about an inch of the shaft into my mouth. Sucking him quite literally made my eyes water.

As I sucked and slurped, Kenny delighted in telling me that I was every bit as good a cock-sucker as Jenny but that he couldn't wait to fuck Katie's mouth as he was sure she'd be the best of the lot of us. Now, I'm not jealous of Katie but Kenny's remarks only served to spur me on, determined to make sure that if Katie was going to 'beat' me, she was going to have to be on top form.

As it tuned out, Kenny was going to have to wait before he sampled the delights of my best friend's mouth because, after having already been attended to by Jenny, he needed no more than a couple of minutes of attention from me before he was pumping his load on to my tongue.

Instead of being allowed to swallow it straight down, I had to share a sloppy cum-kiss with both Katie and Jenny. As we passed the ever diminishing load of cum between us, we fingered each others' pussies, taking it in turns to clean each others' juices off our fingers.

That set the pattern for both of the other guys, first when Katie blew off Richie and again, a few minutes later, when Mike erupted into Jenny's mouth. The whole thing was highly erotic and I was very close to cumming as Jenny's and Katie's fingers and mouths explored my body.

Once we'd cleaned the guys up, Jenny and I turned our attention on Katie. As the guys watched on, recovering their strength, Jenny and I kissed and licked every inch of Katie's skin.

With me on her left and Jenny on her right, Katie squirmed and moaned as we licked and kissed her large, soft breasts, taking it in turns to finger her pussy as we feasted on her tits

"I really want to taste her," Jenny said to me, smiling.

"Be my guest," I replied and gave her a quick kiss before she moved into position between Katie's legs.

"Ohhhhh, mmmmmmmmm," Katie moaned as Jenny began exploring her pussy with her tongue.

"Do you like it?" I asked Katie.

"Mmmmmmm, yes!" she replied before pulling me towards her and kissing me passionately.

Jenny and I took it in turns to eat Katie's pussy, driving her wild. Katie had her eyes screwed tightly shut, never quite sure which one of us was doing what. As Jenny and I pleasured her, we'd occasionally dip our fingers into each others' pussies, teasing each other as we drove Katie relentlessly towards her orgasm.

"Fuck! Oh yes! Oh fuck!" Katie swore softly as she came. Her long hair fanned out around her head as she tossed it from side to side.

Eventually, Katie could take no more and Jenny and I pulled away, letting her recover.

Almost at once, Jenny's lips were on mine and before I knew it she was kissing her way down my body, working her way towards my pussy.

As Jenny began to eat me out, the guys decided it was time to join in again. Richie took up position behind his wife and began to fuck her as her tongue lapped between my moist folds. The force of her husband's thrusts pushed Jenny's mouth more firmly against my pussy.

As I writhed and moaned on the floor, I saw Katie was getting spit-roasted by the other two guys. Mike had his cock in her mouth and Kenny was fucking her roughly from behind. I felt a brief stab of envy as I watched him ramming his thick cock into my friend's pussy, wishing that it was me that was being stretched and filled by it. At the same time, however, I didn't want Jenny to stop eating my pussy and contented myself with the knowledge that my turn would come.

I later discovered that while Jenny is quite happy to suck other guys' cocks and is happy to let her husband fuck the girls they play with, Richard is the only man that gets to fuck her.

When I came, Jenny and I swapped places and Richard fucked me as I feasted on her. The scent of her well fucked pussy was intoxicating as I greedily lapped up her juices. Richie's cock filled my pussy as he drove into me from behind.

Shortly after Jenny came, Richie announced that he was ready to cum too. He pulled out of me and, as he discarded the condom he'd been wearing while he fucked me, Jenny and I took up position, kneeling in front of him, our cheeks pressed together and our mouths open, expectantly.

"Fuck girls! Here it cums!" Richie roared. His cock erupted, spewing thick ropes of cum over Jenny's and my faces.

Katie was on her back on the floor, a contented smile on her face as Kenny and Mike wanked off over her. "Cum on me guys," I heard her say, "Cum all over my face and tits!" They proceeded to do just that; Mike unloading all over her cheeks, followed closely by Kenny, who shot his load all over her tits.

Jenny and I cleaned Richie up with our mouths then turned our attention on each other. Once our faces were clean I decided to 'assist' Mike while Jenny saw to Kenny before licking their cum from Katie's body.

After that, they guys decided that we girls were allowed to have a drink; only a small one however and only after we'd refilled their glasses. Neither Richie or Katie smoke but both Mike and I do and, by now, I was dying for a cigarette so, rather than making us get dressed and go outside to indulge our addiction, they graciously let us use the spare room (so long as we kept the door shut and the window open). As it turned out, Mike gave my pussy a fantastic, if rather quick tongue lashing that had me quivering and out of breath before we returned to join the others.

"You took your time," Katie said, giving me a knowing look when we returned to the main room. I said nothing but gave her a slow, lingering kiss that drew some appreciative comments from the male onlookers.

During the half-time interval, the three of us girls were required to provide the entertainment, eating each others' pussies, kissing, fondling, using toys on each other that had us all cumming over and over again. It was a lot of fun but it left me in desperate need of some more cock.

The second half continued in much the same vein as the first. At some point I'd lost my hat but I still had my heels. At some point Richie came all over Katie's tits and Jenny and I had to lick them clean. Mike then did the same to me and once I had been 'tidied up', Kenny unloaded all over Jenny.

The highlight of the whole evening for me, came shortly after that.

Kenny was lying on his back and I had that wonderfully thick cock of his rammed up inside my pussy. As I rode his cock, Katie and Jenny began playing with my tits, each taking one and sucking, licking and caressing it. My pussy felt deliciously full as I impaled myself on Kenny's cock and the girls' tongues on my tits kept me almost continually on the boil.

Suddenly, I felt a fingertip press against my arsehole. I squirmed, gripping Kenny's cock with my cunt as Mike worked one well lubed finger and then another into my rear hole. I have been DP'ed before so I knew what to expect. I was hugely turned on and couldn't wait for what was about to happen next.

"Fuck my arse, Mike!" I demanded. "Fuck my arse while Kenny fucks my pussy!"

I held myself still on Kenny's cock and, slowly, Mike moved into position, pressing his knob against my tight rear hole and slowly working his cock into my back passage.

I came, hard, barely able to contain myself as I savoured having both holes stuffed full of cock. I began to moan, loudly. Suddenly, Richie was in front of me, offering me his cock. This was something I'd never done before; taking three cocks at once. I was in heaven as I took Richie's cock into my mouth, sucking it as Kenny and Mike fucked my pussy and arse while Katie and Jenny sucked and caressed my tits.

My body was on fire. I've never felt so full or as deliciously slutty and whoreish as I did at that moment. Never have I experienced such a sense of total body stimulation. It hurt, I'll admit that, but the pain just added to my arousal.

In the end, it was all too much for me. I'd come so hard that I couldn't take any more. Somehow the guys sensed this and slowly disengaged themselves from me. Suddenly I felt very stretched and empty but at the same time ecstatic and thoroughly well fucked.

The guys hadn't come so, as I lay there, quivering and breathing hard, trying to regain control of my body, I watched on as Kenny, Mike and Richie convinced Katie to replace me (not that she needed much convincing) and took up their respective places at each of her openings.

The look on Katie's face was something to behold as she took all three cocks at once. When I'd recovered enough strength to move, I took my place beside her, sucking one of her tits as Jenny sucked the other.

Katie's climax left her every bit as drained as mine had me and, still, somehow the guys hadn't yet unloaded.

Katie and I snuggled together , kissing and caressing as we watched Richie take his wife from behind. As her husband fucked her, she sucked Kenny until he came and then did the same to Mike. Finally, with a smile of contentment on her face and some cum on her chin, she rode Richie until he came, filling her pussy with his cum.

Katie was still too exhausted to move but I had recovered a little so, when Richie pulled out, I took it upon myself to clean both him and then Jenny with my mouth, giving Jenny another small but powerful climax in the process.

The game ended at some point during all this but the fun went on. Even after we'd got cleaned up and dressed to have the after-match barbeque we just kept on sucking and licking and fucking. Katie and I got fucked by each of the guys at least once (in one hole or another) and, while Jenny only fucked Richard, she did spend at least some of time sucking Mike's and Kenny's cocks.

On top of all that, Jenny, Katie and I had a lot of fun with each other, either 1-on-1 or all three of us together.

All in all, it was a pretty wild afternoon and evening. It's fair to say that Katie and I were a bit tender as we walked slowly and decidedly gingerlyback to mine afterwards. We were both totally knackered when we got back to mine but that didn't stop us from rounding the evening off with our own version of a 'nightcap'.

I didn't wake up until about 11am the next morning and I would probably have slept even longer if it hadn't been for Katie's tongue on my clit. That's one absolutely amazing way to start your day and, after I'd had a couple of orgasms, I returned the compliment.

I'm still a bit tired and definitely a little tender in places but, all in all, I'd say it was worth it.

Funnily enough, it was only when I finally got around to reading the news on Saturday evening that I discovered that Scotland had ended up losing the match 3-1.



My Sex Life Ch. 18



Chapter 18: Celebrating The End OF The Exams

I sat my last exam on Thursday morning. Afterwards, Katie, me and a few friends decided a drink (or two) to celebrate would be in order so, after stopping for a quick bite of lunch, we headed on up to Rose Street to do just that.

Fortunately, the weather had actually brightened up a bit by then so we were able to sit outside (much to the relief of the smokers amongst us).

So, as I said, there we all were, sitting out on Rose Street, with the temperature soaring up to around 10°C, sipping our drinks, puffing on our ciggies and generally just relaxing after what has been a pretty heavy and intense few weeks.

That went on until around mid-afternoon until, one by one, the group broke up as we each went off to do our own thing.

It was as Katie and I were walking back from Rose Street that we bumped into Kenny. The flash of instant recognition was mutual (we had, after all, seen quite a lot of each other the previous Friday at Jenny and Richard's place) and, after exchanging pleasantries for all of about 20 seconds, he explained that he had the afternoon off work and wondered we fancied coming back to his to 'keep him company' for the afternoon? I was (as usual) up for some fun but, sadly, Katie had other obligations so we kissed each other goodbye and, after being admonished to 'be good', I trotted off, expectantly, with Kenny.

Kenny's flat is about a 10 minute walk from my place (which was handy) and it didn't take us very long to reach it from where we met at the West End.

Once inside, we more or less got straight down to business and it wasn't too long before our clothes were in two crumpled piles on Kenny's living room floor, with him sitting on the sofa and me kneeling on a cushion on the floor, between his legs with his cock lodged firmly in my mouth.

As he had been on the previous occasion that we'd met, Kenny was particularly appreciative of my efforts. As I worked my mouth up and down along the length of his thick shaft, he was at pains to tell me how much he was enjoying my attentions.

Whilst fairly average in length, Kenny's cock is one of the thickest I've ever known. As such, it was impossible for me to keep it in my mouth for extended periods without my jaws beginning to ache. This meant I had to vary my technique, alternating between sucking it and licking and kissing it all over. Kenny, however, didn't seem to mind. He, like most men I know, seemed to be of the opinion that anything I do with my mouth is more than OK with him.

As I licked and sucked, I stroked his shaft with my fingers while using my other hand to gently squeeze and caress his balls, causing him to moan as he breathed deeply.

Murmuring things like, "That's it, suck my cock you little bitch," and, "Fuck, Julie! Your mouth is so fucking good," Kenny became increasingly vocal as my fingers, lips and tongue drove him increasingly closer to the limit of his endurance.

It wasn't long before Kenny's hips began to surge, driving his cock deep into my mouth and I found myself swallowing down his cum as he shot his load into the back of my throat.

As his eruption subsided, I pulled back until only the very tip of Kenny's cock remained between my lips. Sucking, quite gently on account of my aching jaw, I used my fingers to milk his thick shaft, easing the last drops of his cum on to my tongue. I held it there momentarily, savouring its rich flavour before sending it on its way to join the rest of his load in my stomach.

I had a cigarette as Kenny recovered, whereafter, I promptly found myself on my back with his head between my thighs as he proceeded to give me an extremely satisfying tongue lashing.

Based on the experience of the previous week, there was never any doubt that this was going to be anything other than a good, hard, rough shagfest. It was never going to be tender and 'loving' but it was, I admit, just what I needed. In fact, the only thing tender about it was the state of my nipples, clit, pussy and arse by the time Kenny had finished with me. 

As he licked me, Kenny was squeezing and tugging on my nipples and, as I just mentioned, they got quite sore as he worked me from one climax to another, over and over again until his cock had recovered sufficiently to give me the fucking that, by this time, I was craving badly.

When he entered me, I was so worked up that I came again, right there, as he sank his cock straight up to the root in my pussy. With my body shaking violently beneath his, I didn't even have time to recover before he was banging away at me, with quick, hard, powerful thrusts that had me gasping for breath as I endured his onslaught.

A word of warning here. If you ever find yourself, butt naked, being fucked hard on a stripped pine wooden floor, be sure to have a cushion under your arse. Believe me, I ended up with bruises that I suspect would have taken a lot of explaining if my mum had seen them; although, I guess I could say I took a nasty tumble at judo; which is almost true except that the extremely nasty tumble happened about three hours earlier than that.

As Kenny rammed his cock into my increasingly tender pussy, I raked my fingernails down his back as I turned the air blue giving voice to my pleasure. I was, I must admit, fairly incoherent. My comments were limited to things like, "Mmmmmmmm, fuck," and, "Yes! Oh fuck yesssss!" and, "Fuck me, Kenny! Ooohhhh fuck me! Fuck me hard!" Vocal, I may be, as I've mentioned before, but I suspect no-one could accuse me of eloquence.

After a while, we changed position. I hastily found some cushions to kneel on as I rested my top half on the sofa. Kenny got behind me and quickly continued where he'd left off just moments before. In this position, I was able to reach back and play with my clit, which only served to increase my already high level of arousal.

As he thrust into me, I pushed my hips back, catching him on the deepest point. The walls of my cunt gripped him tightly and I felt the first stirrings of my approaching orgasm in my womb.

"Cum, bitch!" Kenny groaned as our bodies collided, his cock deep inside me. "Cum you sweet little fucking slut!" he continued, grabbing my hair and tugging it. My eyes watered. I wasn't sure if it was from the hair-pulling or the force with which he drove his thick cock into my quivering pussy.

Suddenly, I was cumming again. "Ohhhh! Ohhhh fuck! Ohhhh yesssss! Ohhh fuck, fuck yes!" I cried as waves of pleasure gripped me. My womb contracted, my pussy flexed, milking Kenny's cock as it stretched and filled me.

As I was cumming, Kenny advised me that, 'of all the holes on offer on the last time we'd met, the only one he hadn't managed to fuck was my arse'. Apparently, he'd had all three of Katie's holes as well as Jenny's and my mouths and my pussy but we'd finished up before he'd managed to 'complete the set'.

As you can see, he has almost as an eloquent way with words as I have.

To be honest, I wasn't caring about the refinement, or lack thereof, of his language, I was simply enjoying a bloody good seeing to and, of course I was more than happy to let him enter, what was to him at least, 'uncharted territory'.

I've already commented on the thickness of Kenny's cock. It is, without any doubt, thicker than any other I've ever had and, I don't mind admitting that, much as I enjoy getting my arse well and truly fucked, it was with a certain amount of trepidation that I prepared to accept it into the confines of my tight (and soon to be very tender) arsehole. Despite having used two well-lubricated fingers to 'loosen me up a bit' first, it still hurt as he slowly and, by Kenny's standards, quite gently worked his thick cock into the depths of my back passage. That said, I was, however, so far gone, lost in the throes of such a tumultuous climax that I didn't really notice, nor care.

"Fuck, Julie! Your arse is even fucking tighter than Katie's!" Kenny exclaimed as he impaled me fully. It may seem a little odd but I took that as a compliment as my arsehole stretched to accommodate him.

After that, having graciously given me a few moments to accustom myself to his presence at my backdoor, Kenny proceeded to give my arse a bloody good pummelling. Starting off slowly, he quickly built up speed, fucking my poor arse harder with every stroke. As he fucked me he began slapping my backside, bringing his hand down hard on my already bruised and tender cheeks.

The stinging pain as he slapped and fucked my arse brought tears to my eyes. He grabbed my hair and began to tug it again, calling me things like, "You dirty little slut," and, "You cheap little fucking whore." From the way he was treating me, that's exactly what I felt like. I was a dirty little, cheap fucking, slutty whore and I was absolutely loving every painful second of it! At that precise moment, I wasn't just enjoying such rough and nasty treatment, I needed and, what's more, deserved it!

As Kenny abused me, I reached back to play with my clit and occasionally finger my pussy as his cock plunged in and out of my back passage. I was so incredibly turned on by his rough treatment that I came almost as soon as I ran my fingers over my throbbing clit.

Screaming, "Fuck my arse, Kenny! Fuck my arse! Fuck it hard! Mmmmmmmm, yesssssss! Fuck my arse hard!" as my orgasm tore through me, I surrendered myself to the sensations. Memories of the previous Friday came flooding back and I found myself wishing that Mike and Richie were there, fucking my mouth and pussy, filling me with their cocks as Kenny relentlessly abused my tortured arsehole.

Suddenly Kenny pulled out. "Turn round bitch!" he demanded, tugging my hair again, "I want to cum all over your slutty face and tits." 

Somehow I forced my trembling body to obey. As I turned to face him, Kenny yanked off the condom and began wanking himself off in front of my face.

"Get ready, slut," he moaned, "here it cums!"

Kenny's cock erupted. Strings of cum splattered over my face to drip down my cheeks and off my chin, down my neck and on to my tits. When his load was spent, rather than have me suck him clean, he wiped the last drops of cum from his cock in my hair before leaving me lying cum-drenched on the floor as he went to have a shower.

While Kenny cleaned himself up, I dug out a cigarette and lit up. I puffed away happily, my face, neck and tits still covered in Kenny's cum. I was feeling sore, but satisfied and deliciously dirty.

Kenny returned to find me there just like that; lying naked on his floor, covered in his cum, happily smoking my cigarette as I let myself recover.

"Fuck, Julie, you really are something else," he said. "If I had any energy left, I'd do it all over again." I gave him a smile that let him know that I felt exactly the same way.

That was pretty much that. While I got myself cleaned up, Kenny made us some coffee which I drank while I puffed away on a couple of ciggies before leaving, although not before we exchanged mobile numbers, and walking, somewhat gingerly, back to mine.



My Sex Life Ch. 19



Chapter 19: A Much Needed Seeing To

After what had been a very trying and stressful few weeks, what with exams at school and a pile of other niggling things that had been making my life difficult, George came up trumps after Judo the other night and I got the seeing to that I so badly needed. 

Much as I'd enjoyed the rough and extremely nasty fucking that Kenny had given me a few days earlier, there's something about being with George that lifts my spirits in a way that nothing else can. Well, that's not strictly true, being with Katie has the same effect but, if it's cock rather than pussy I'm after, then, for obvious reasons, George has the edge in that department.

My mum was on a run of nightshifts so we were able to go my place (although, we did take a quick detour round Arthur's Seat so I could give him a blow-job first).

We parked in one of our customary spots which, as it so often was, was totally deserted. George was just about able to apply the handbrake and turn off the ignition before I had his cock free from its confines and in my mouth, with me happily bobbing my head up and down in his lap, sucking hungrily. As always, George was murmuring incomprehensible sounds of encouragement as I slurped contentedly on his prick, savouring its strong, musky, manly flavour. His fingers twisted in my hair as I slid my lips and tongue along his length.

Sometimes, at times like these, when I'm lost in what I'm doing, concentrating only on giving George as much pleasure as possible, my fingers develop a mind of their own. This was one of those times. Wrapped up in my own little world, concentrating on nothing else other than the blow-job I was giving George and how wild I was driving him as I prepared to accept his load in my hungry mouth, I hadn't even realised that my fingers had found their way to my pussy until I became, somewhat distantly, aware of my own impending climax.

With George's swollen cock throbbing in my mouth and my fingers covered in my own juices, my pussy and womb began to contract and I found myself cumming furiously, bolts of lightening pulsing through me as I brought George closer and closer to the point of explosion. 

Lost in the throes of my orgasm, I sucked harder and harder on his cock. George groaned and his hips began to buck against the driver's seat as he struggled to hold on. With the fingers of one hand buried deep inside my pussy, my other hand pumped up and down his shaft, working in tandem with my mouth as I took him to the point of no return.

George cried out, "Fuck! Oh Julie! Oh, ohhh, ohhhhh fuck!" as his cock erupted, filling my mouth with a thick load of hot cum. I let my fingers slip from my pussy, letting my orgasm subside as I took George's load in my mouth, letting it pool on my tongue so I could savour its rich taste before swallowing it down. George's eruption finally slowed to a trickle and I hungrily sucked every last drop from him.

With his load spent and dutifully swallowed by me, George slumped back in the driver's seat. I offered him my fingers, still moist with my juices and he sucked them into his mouth, licking them clean.

After I'd straightened myself out, I had a cigarette while George pulled himself back together. Once he'd regained his composure, we drove back to mine.

We got in, stripped off and I headed for the shower where George gave me a wonderful soapy rub down. His strong hands slid easily over my body, easing away the strains of what had been a very strenuous training session earlier that evening. Needless to say, I had my fingers in my pussy as he sucked and caressed my tits and it didn't take me very long to cum. I enjoyed a couple of small but intense orgasms as the hot water ran down my body and, after that, George towelled me dry and carried me through to my bedroom.

After that, he treated me to a wonderful back, neck and shoulder rub; although it's fair to say, those weren't the only bits of me that he rubbed and his hands weren't the only bits of his anatomy that he employed.

Anyway, after about 20 minutes or so of that, I was feeling warm, content, extremely relaxed and VERY turned on, so I rolled on to my back and gave George the chance to pay my front some attention. I have to say, that there probably wasn't an inch of me that he didn't explore with his mouth and he brought me off twice with his fingers as he sucked on my tits before his mouth got anywhere near my pussy.

When, at last, his tongue did make its way between my (very) moist lower lips, it was simply heavenly. George spent what seemed like hours pleasuring me with his tongue and brought me very quickly to the boil.

"Ooohhhh, ohhhh fuck, yesssssss," I moaned as I let a thunderous climax wash over me. My body thrashed on the bed as George beat his tongue against my throbbing clit, fucking me with his fingers, driving me wild. My climax peaked again and again. My body was hot and I was in a state of high arousal. Every time I thought my orgasm was about to subside, it suddenly ignited again, sending seemingly endless waves of pleasure washing over me.

George kept licking and I just kept on cumming and cumming. By the time he finally slid into me with a single, effortless thrust of his cock, I was already on the verge of exhaustion. I lay still, savouring the feeling as his cock filled me, my pussy stretching as it received him.

Usually, when George fucks me, it's fast and frantic; a sexual collision. Don't get me wrong, I love it like that and George always satisfies me but, that night, he seemed to know instinctively that I was in need of somewhat more than one of our usual high octane quickies and instead took things at a much more leisurely pace.

I responded in kind, happy to let him take me however he wanted and just surrendered myself to the experience, whimpering contentedly beneath him as his cock slowly impaled me again and again. Kissing him deeply, I flexed the walls of my pussy against his shaft, gripping him tightly. George moaned softly. "Julie," he gasped, "that feels so good."

"Mmmmmmmm, yesss," I murmured softly in reply, "I love feeling your cock inside me." I kissed him again.

With our lips pressed firmly together and our tongues dancing in each others' mouths, George's thrusts slowly increased in both force and tempo and I came again while he was inside me, my body writhing beneath his. "Oh George! Ohhhh yes! This feels sooooo good!" I moaned as he took me even more forcefully.

As George's climax approached I began to become a little less passive, kissing him more forcefully, moving my hips to meet his thrusts and digging my fingers into the cheeks of his arse as I urged him on. "Fuck me, George! Fuck me!" I cried, sensing that he was getting closer with every thrust. As his breathing deepened, I could feel his cock stiffen and swell inside me as he approached the point of no return.

My own orgasm peaked again just as he began moaning, "Julie! Ohhh, Julie!" and buried his face against my neck, thrusting his cock hard inside me as he came, filling my pussy with his hot cum. I could feel his cock twitching inside me, his body, rigid against mine, my body shaking beneath his as he filled my pussy with his cum.

Spent, he collapsed on to me, breathing hard, his heart pounding as he pinned me to the bed. I held him close as we lay there, our bodies still joined as we savoured the moment.

We lay there, him on top of me, his cock still deep in my pussy for quite a while afterwards. As I held him, my hands slowly caressed his body. I kissed him gently, still tasting myself on his lips.

After George had left, I lay there in my bed feeling warm, relaxed and very content. All in all, it had been just what I needed and he seemed to enjoy it too.



My Sex Life Ch. 20



Chapter 20: Fun In The Afternoon 

It had been a while since I'd met anyone new on the contact site I'm a member of, what with exams and so on so, now that I had some free time on my hands, I was looking forward to getting together with Dave (even if he is one of Katie's cast offs). We'd been chatting online for a few weeks and he'd taken pains to describe all the things he'd do to me when we met. I had also had some pretty graphic descriptions of his abilities from Katie, so I was looking forward to finding out if he was as good as they both claimed he was for myself.

Although I had 'seen' Dave numerous times on webcam, those images didn't do reality any justice. For a start, he was taller than I expected. I knew he was good-looking and strongly built but, at 6'3", he towered over me, which I hadn't really expected. I also knew that he was 'well equipped' but seeing something on a small 2" by 2" screen, even when accompanied with a detailed description (ie, from Katie) doesn't really prepare you for seeing something close up and in person. I won't bore you with the details but let's say that I was suitably impressed with what I saw (oh, OK, he was about 8½" long and a little above average in thickness) and, if he was even half as good with it as Katie had said he was, I knew I was going to enjoy its attentions.

Having met for a drink and a blether at the West End to break the ice, we didn't waste too much time in making our way back to his place. Once there, after fixing us both another drink, Dave spent an age slowly undressing me, kissing, licking and caressing me all over as he removed each piece of my clothing, exploring every newly exposed inch of skin with his fingers, lips and tongue before moving on to the next garment. I really loved the way he played with my tits, licking them, making them wet all over, teasing my nipples, sucking them deep into his mouth.

By the time he removed my knickers, they were absolutely soaking, that was the effect his slow teasing had on me. When he put his head between my thighs and started to lick, I came almost straight away.

Suffice to say, he didn't stop just because I'd cum. He continued to lick my pussy and suck my clit, inserting two fingers and twisting them around inside me. 

All of this attention kept me at boiling point and soon he was reaching up and playing with my tits again, rubbing the juices from my pussy into their skin and coating my nipples.

This had me cumming even harder. My climax was so intense, I almost didn't notice when he stopped eating me and moved up to lick and suck my tits again.

Dave repeated this over and over. Every now and then, as he skilfully licked me out, his fingers would be in my pussy, collecting my juices as he drove me wild before spreading them over my tits then licking them clean.

His teasing was relentless. My orgasm just kept on going, surging through me again and again, growing in intensity with every flick of his tongue. In the end, it was more than I could take. I had to beg him to stop; beg him to fuck me.

And fuck me he did. With my legs spread wide, pausing only to put on a condom, Dave positioned himself above me and sank his long, thick cock into me with a single, hard, powerful thrust. "Ohhhh fuck, yesssss!" I cried as his cock filled me, my pussy stretching around his shaft.

Unlike his foreplay, which had been slow and tender, his fucking was hard and vigorous and exactly what I wanted and, straight away, I knew why Katie had always enjoyed being with him so much.

His cock pounded my pussy and I clutched and clawed at his back, digging my nails deep into his skin as his cock filled and stretched me. "Oh Shit! Oh fuck! Fuck me, Dave! Fuck me hard!" I cried as he hammered into me.

"Julie! Oh fuck, Julie!" Dave groaned as he speared me with his cock, "Your cunt is so tight!"

"Your big cock feels so good in my cunt," I murmured contentedly in response as I rocked my hips to meet his thrusts. I could feel my womb begin to contract.

I came hard under the onslaught of his fucking. Moaning loudly, my body shaking uncontrollably as he pinned me to the bed with his cock, I let my climax possess me.

"Yessssss! Oh fuck, yessss!" I cried as waves of pleasure washed over me. I gripped him tightly, my fingers around his arms and my pussy around his cock.

And still Dave continued his abuse of my pussy; thrusting, if anything, even harder than before. My pussy gripped him tight inside me. "I'm going to cum!" he groaned. I felt his cock swell inside me and, smiling, I closed my eyes as I prepared for that last convulsive thrust as he released.

Suddenly, his cock was no longer inside me; that final heave never came. I opened my eyes to see his twitching cock just in front of my face, pre-cum oozing from its slit. I smiled and Dave pressed the head of his cock against my lips. I opened my mouth and took him inside. I sucked hard as Dave fucked my mouth. I could feel his cock jerk as his orgasm approached and then, suddenly, he was filling my mouth with his rich, creamy, hot cum.

As he pumped his thick, creamy load into my mouth, I swallowed it down hungrily with my usual relish, not wasting a single drop. After the initial outburst subsided, Dave stroked his cock, milking his cum on to my tongue. I let it pool there, savouring its rich taste before sending it on its way.

I was exhausted from his attentions so, as soon as he'd recovered, Dave treated me to a lovely relaxing all over massage. It was just what my climax wracked body needed and the tension melted away under his strong yet gentle hands. His touch was so soothing that I almost drifted off to sleep but I was still highly aroused and my arousal kept me awake.

Being the greedy little slut that I am, one fuck, however good, was never going to be enough for me. Once I felt strong enough, I decided, just in case Dave needed any persuading to give me what I wanted, and as a way of thanking him for the way he'd already made me feel, to unleash the powers of my mouth on him.

I started off stroking his cock and licking the length of his thick shaft, bringing it back to life. He groaned when my tongue teased his knob and his cock grew thicker and harder. I always get a buzz from the way using my mouth has such an effect on a guy's cock, knowing that what I'm doing is making him hard; making him want to fuck me.

I took my time, slowly teasing him as his cock grew stiffer and fuller. Dave murmured soft, appreciative noises, letting me know that he was enjoying my attentions. Eventually, when his cock was pretty much back to full hardness, I took him into my mouth and began to suck. Sliding my lips up and down his length, I was rewarded with moans and gasps of pleasure. After a few minutes, I took a deep breath and slid him fully into my mouth, his knob slipping into my throat as my lips wrapped around the base of his cock. I was rewarded with a gasped "Oh fuck!" for my efforts.

As I deep throated him, I swung round and moved into a 69 and Dave eagerly began to lick my pussy again. This time, the fact that I had Dave's cock rammed firmly down my throat as his tongue expertly delved between my moist folds only added to my arousal. I wanted to cry out with pleasure as his tongue lapped up my juices but with my mouth stuffed full of cock, all I could manage was the occasional, "Ungh, mmmm, ungh!"

The sensations quickly intensified, causing me to suck harder. Dave reached forward to squeeze my tits and tug on my nipples as his tongue probed my warm, wet depths.

My mind began to wander. In my imagination, as well as having Dave's cock in my mouth, there was another filling my pussy, stretching it wide as Dave's tongue flicked over my clit. The images in my mind combined with the sensations I was experiencing and, suddenly, I was cumming again.

As my body heaved, Dave's cock slipped from my mouth, allowing me to give voice to my pleasure. "Fuck! Oh fuck! I'm c... cumming, Dave! I... I'm cumming!" I cried. Dave didn't stop. His tongue drove me on as I surrendered to the feelings it was providing. I rode his face for as long as I could endure, moaning and crying out until I could take no more.

Rolling away from him, I allowed myself a few moments to regain a measure of composure. As soon as I had recovered, I decided I was ready to be fucked again.

I rolled a condom over Dave's cock then slowly impaled myself on him. It felt so good as I slid slowly down his length, feeling him filling me completely, my pussy stretching around his shaft as I received it.

I rode him hard, increasing my pace, slamming my hips back to collide with his as he moved to lick and suck my tits. My body was on fire. My nipples, stiff and wet with Dave's saliva, tingled as he squashed my tits together and sucked them both between his lips.

I rotated myself to face away from him, giving him a view of his cock disappearing up inside me. Dave's hands were on my arse cheeks, lifting me up and pulling me down. His cock thrusting up as I pushed my hips back. As I slid up and down, impaling myself on his cock, I reached down to play with my clit.

The result was immediate. Bolts of electricity flashed through me. "Oh! Oh fuck! I'm cumming again!" I sobbed as I ground myself against him, the walls of my cunt tightening rhythmically around his shaft.

I let my orgasm subside and Dave got out from beneath me. Positioning me on all-fours, he sank his cock into my quivering pussy with a single squelching thrust and started fucking me from behind. "Harder!" I urged as he reached round to grab my tits, "Fuck me harder!"

I was in heaven as Dave banged away at my pussy, squeezing my tits as his cock ploughed in and out. He fucked me hard and rough, abusing my poor cunt with his cock. Once again, I had become nothing more than a cheap slut with no other purpose than to take his cock however and wherever he saw fit.

I was loving every second, every moist, squelching, pussy-stretching stroke of his cock. In that moment, I was his slut, enduring his onslaught and wanting even more.

Almost as if he'd read my thoughts, Dave announced, "I'm going to fuck your arse, Julie. I'm going to stick my cock in your tight little arsehole and fuck it hard."

"Mmmmm, yes," I responded dreamily, "Fuck my slutty little arse, Dave. Fuck it good and hard." 

With his cock still in my pussy, I felt him apply lube to my arsehole and slowly inserting one, then two fingers into my rear hole. He worked his fingers in and out and twisted them around inside my back-passage, opening me up, readying me to receive him.

When my arse was relaxed and slippery with the lubricant, Dave pulled his cock from my pussy. "Fuck me!" I sighed as I braced myself, knowing what was coming next, "Do it, Dave! Fuck my arse!". 

The head of his cock pressed against my arsehole and, well lubricated as it was, it still stretched to accommodate him as he slowly sank into me. "Yesss! Ohhhhh yesss!" I cried as, inch by delicious inch he slid his thick cock past the resistance of my tight rear hole until he was buried up to the root in my back-passage.

Dave began to thrust, spearing my rear entrance with his cock. I fingered my pussy and rubbed my clit, urging him to fuck me harder. Dave responded, thrusting into me with increasing force. "Pull my hair! Treat me like a slut!" I demanded as his body collided with mine.

Dave did as I demanded, alternating between tugging on my hair, which was tied in bunches, and slapping my arse cheeks. "You little slut," he groaned, "You love having a cock in your arse, don't you?"

"Y... Yesssss," I replied, "I... I love having a big, thick c... cock in m... my arse."

"Whose cock?" he demanded, slapping me hard.

"Yours, Dave, yours."

"My what?" He slapped me again

"Your cock, Dave. I... I love your cock!"

"What about my cock?" Slap! Slap!

"I... I love it in my arse, Dave! I love it in my arse!"

My arse cheeks stung. My eyes watered as he pulled my hair.

"You're a dirty little slut, aren't you, Julie?"

"Ohhhhhh, I am... I am," I admitted, "I'm a slut, Dave, I'm your dirty little slut!"

Eventually, Dave decided we should switch positions. He pulled out and lay back on the bed. "Don't just sit there," he said, "Get that sweet, slutty little arsehole back on my cock!"

I moved into position and lowered myself on to him. Soon I was riding him cowgirl fashion, taking his cock deep into my back passage. He kept tugging my hair as I rode him hard with increasing abandon. I began rubbing my clit furiously as I impaled my arse on his cock.

I came almost at once, screaming as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure washed over me. Dave was breathing hard. I glanced back over my shoulder and, from the look on his face, I could see he was getting close too.

I turned to face him, rotating on his cock. "Cum for me," I told him as my tender arsehole slid up and down his shaft. "Cum for me Dave," I purred.

Seconds later, he did just that. I could feel his cock pulse inside me as he emptied his load into the condom. I fleetingly wished he hadn't worn one and that I could feel his cum being shot deep into my bowels.

Exhausted, I collapsed on top of him. His cock slipped from my battered arsehole. We lay together, just holding each other and occasionally kissing for quite a while after that.

Eventually, I got up, showered and left; but not before letting him know that we would definitely be doing that again.

Katie called round and stayed over that evening. Later that night, as we lay in bed, having already feasted on her sweet pussy until I reduced her to a whimpering, quivering wreck, I recounted my exploits from earlier that afternoon and earned myself a bloody good tongue-lashing that was the perfect end to what had been a truly memorable day.



My Sex Life Ch. 21



Chapter 21: A Very Dirty Weekend

I didn't originally have any plans for Saturday other than heading up town to do a little shopping (I am female after all) so I was pleasantly surprised when I got a text from George asking me how I was. I replied to say that I wasn't too bad and that I was indulging in some retail therapy. He texted back to say he was on his own and did I fancy coming over to his. I thought about it for a bit, trying to find a reason to refuse but totally failed to come up with one so I replied to say, 'Fine I would be there around 3pm,' which he said was great.

After this, I decided to treat myself to some nice undies which I could then model for George later. I ended up buying two very nice bra and thong sets; one navy and one black. Both were soft and lacy and with just a hint of 'lift'. I also got a couple of nice tops and a very nice mid length skirt.

I arrived at George's just after three, giving me time to be fashionably late.

He was very pleased to see me and, without wasting any time on smalltalk, we were in his bedroom. I wanted to repay him for having been so nice to me on Wednesday evening, when I'd been upset after having a particularly bad day. I hadn't been in the mood for our usual after-judo fun so he'd treated me to a coffee and a very nice neck, shoulder and back rub while I'd got what had been upsetting me off my chest. George, I'm sure, would have liked me to have got a few other things of my chest too but, in the end, he had to settle for some kisses and cuddles, listening patiently as I unburdened my troubles.

As well as being a pretty damned fantastic lover, George is also a very good friend and so, this time, in an attempt to display my gratitude for his kindness and understanding on Wednesday, once we'd had an almighty snog, I decided to give him a 'special treat'. 

I pushed him on to the bed, got between his legs, freed his straining cock from its confinement and took him into my mouth. I wasn't in any hurry and I really wanted George to enjoy it to the full so I took my time; sometimes licking, sometimes sucking, sometimes just stroking and flicking the tip with my tongue. George made all the right appreciative noises and I was concentrating on very little other than making sure he knew how appreciative I had been for Wednesday (it's amazing how much meaning you can convey without words and with only your lips wrapped around someone's cock). 

Occasionally, I'd stop and say things like, "I love sucking your cock," or, "I love it when you fuck my mouth." I know George is fully aware of these things but I like to remind him occasionally and he likes to be told.

I used all my talents to keep George simmering without letting him boil over for as long as he could take. Every now and then, when I sensed he was getting a bit too close, I'd stop sucking and use my tongue to tease the insides of his thighs or lick his balls. Once he'd calmed down sufficiently, I'd run my tongue up his shaft before taking him into my mouth again.

I undid the buttons of my top and slid his cock between my tits. Pressing my soft mounds together, I stroked his cock along my cleavage, flicking the head with my tongue. "Shit, Julie, that's just so good," he moaned. I smiled sweetly and continued with what I was doing.

Eventually, it was too much for him. George was breathing hard, his hips beginning to buck as he fought to hold on.

"Cum for me, George," I purred, "Fill my mouth with your cum."

I took his cock into my mouth once more. George groaned. "F... Fuck, J... Julie, I... I... can't hold on. I... I'm c... cumming, Julie! I'm cumming!" he cried as he reached the point of no return.

"Urgh... F... Fuck!" he groaned as he began emptying a nice big load of hot cum into my mouth. As always, I happily swallowed it down. As George pumped his load into my mouth, I sucked hard, stroking his cock with my fingers. His initial eruption subsided to a slow trickle and I let his cum collect on my tongue, savouring its rich, salty flavour. I let his cock slip from my mouth. Sticking out my tongue, I displayed the remains of his load before making a show of sending it on its way.

As he recovered, I slipped out of my top and skirt to model the navy undies that I had bought. George seemed to like them but, I'm not sure why I bothered as he didn't let me keep them on for very long!! 

What is it with guys that they seem to think the best place for a girl's underwear is on the floor (or hanging from the nearest light fitting)? 

Once he had me naked, he was soon kissing me all over and getting me VERY turned on. Having paused briefly at my tits to make them deliciously wet all over, it didn't take him long before his face was buried in my pussy and his tongue was slipping between my moist lower lips, flicking in and out of my hot, wet hole and circling my throbbing clit. 

Occasionally as he lapped my juices from my cunt and flicked his tongue over my clit, he'd finger me then reach up to spread my juices over my nipples. "Fuck! I love that! It feels so dirty," I moaned, making sure he knew how much I enjoyed it as his tongue lashed my pussy. George responded by rubbing even more of my juices into my skin.

It didn't take me long to cum and I was gagging to be fucked good and hard but I knew it would be a while before George's cock was ready for that so I just let him carry on licking and I enjoyed every orgasmic second of it.

With every stroke of George's tongue, my body heaved. Fire pulsed along my nerves as powerful contractions gripped and shook my body. I moaned incoherently as my body convulsed violently. Grabbing his head, I forced his mouth against my pussy, increasing the pressure of his tongue on my clit.

I don't know how many times I came before George's tongue couldn't take any more; I wasn't counting; I was too busy enjoying it.

Fortunately, by the time his tongue had given up, his cock was beginning to come back to life so, once I'd regained a semblance of control over my body, I decided to give his cock a helping hand (well, mouth actually, if you want to be picky about such details). 

I moved into position and, holding his cock gently, I licked and kissed it all over before taking it into my mouth. As always, I felt a thrill of excitement as his cock stiffened in my mouth. Knowing that I'm making a guy hard is a huge turn-on for me.

Once I had him fully hard, I just lay back, opened my legs and told him in no uncertain terms where I wanted his cock. "Stick it in me, George," I purred, "I want to feel you inside me." George didn't hesitate. "Ohhhhh, mmmmmm," I sighed as he entered me with a single powerful thrust.

As always, it felt so good to have him moving inside me, filling me up as he fucked me, taking me hard and deep. As his cock plunged into my moist depths, I ran my hands over his body. Moaning softly, I let him know just how much I enjoyed having him inside me.

Every so often we'd change positions; me on top, him on top, me with my legs over his shoulders, him behind me playing with my tits as I fingered my clit, me facing away, riding his cock, giving him a great view of it disappearing up inside me. George was fucking me for all he was worth and I was being fucked hard and loving every moment. It was as hard and rough as it was varied and, as a result, it was just what I needed.

Eventually, as George's climax approached, we moved round so that I was beneath him again, moaning as he pinned me to the bed, fucking me with long, hard, forceful thrusts. "Oh yessss!" I cried, "Fuck me, George! Fuck me hard!" Sweat glistened on George's brow as he slammed his body against mine, driving his cock deep inside my cunt.

I dug my fingers into his arse cheeks. "Harder!" I demanded, "Oh George, fuck me harder! It feels sooo good!"

I was enjoying it so much, having come several times that I was slightly disappointed when, eventually, I felt his body stiffen as he came, moaning my name; which was a huge turn-on (try and remember that one guys). "Julie!" he gasped, "Oh fuck! Oh Julie!"

My cunt gripped his cock tightly as he emptied himself into me. Jets of hot cum splashed against my cervix; fire burned in my veins. "George! Oh George! Oh, mmmmmm," I moaned as I came, my body shaking beneath his. George collapsed on to me, his hips still moving of their own volition. With our hearts pounding in our chests, we held each other tight as we savoured our moment of shared release.

After that, we just lay in each other's arms for a while as we recovered.

After some coffee and a couple of cigarettes, we got showered (together, which was nice), got dressed then went out and got an Indian takeaway, some wine and a couple of DVDs (in the unlikely event that we might have time to watch them).

After we'd eaten and several glasses (well the better part of two bottles actually) of wine had been drunk, I put on some music, turned the lights down and treated George to a striptease, bumping and grinding and slowly peeling myself out of my clothes (almost) in time to the music. I'm not really sure how co-ordinated I was given the amount of wine I'd had but he certainly enjoyed it, as was evidenced when the striptease descended into a lap dance and I could feel his cock straining to be released from his jeans.

Not wanting to cause him too much discomfort, I soon had his cock free and, before he could say 'Stick it in your mouth and suck it,' I had it in my mouth and was sucking it again.

This time, even though he was enjoying the attentions of my mouth, George didn't let me go on for very long. With almost no warning, he stood up, bent me over the arm of the sofa and drove his cock into my extremely wet pussy and began fucking me from behind. 

This time, I was really in the mood for being taken hard and rough. As George speared me with his cock, I thrust my hips back, meeting him at the deepest point of his stroke. "Fuck!" I moaned as his cock filled me and I prepared myself for a seriously hard pussy-pummelling.

George, however, had other ideas. Once he had his cock well coated with my juices, his attention moved to my arse and, before I knew it, he was out of my pussy and the head of his cock was pressing against my tight rear hole.

"Oh yessss! Stick it up my arse!" I moaned as George began to push his cock into me. I made myself relax as my arsehole stretched to accommodate him. Gripping my hips and taking his time, George slowly worked his cock, inch by inch, into my back passage. The sensations as he filled my 'forbidden' rear entrance threatened to overwhelm me. Finally, with a last push, he was all the way in, buried up to the root, his shortly trimmed pubic hair tickling my stretched and tender arsehole.

He began to move, slowly at first but quickly increasing his pace. "Yes George, yessss! Fuck my arse! Fuck it hard!" I demanded as he stroked in and out.

As George fucked my arse relentlessly, I fingered my pussy and clit. One of the things I love about being well and truly buggered is feeling a guy's balls slap against my enflamed pussy lips as he thrusts, adding to the sensations as I finger my clit.

With my weight supported by the sofa, George reached round to play with my tits. "Squeeze them, George," I sighed as his strong fingers closed around my nipples.

Fingering my clit with increasing urgency as George abused my nipples and fucked my arse, I quickly found myself on the brink of a tremendous climax. "Ohhhh! Ohhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" I moaned, unable to exercise any control over my vocal chords as the first tremors shook me. My clit throbbed against my fingers, my pussy and womb pulsed rhythmically.

With every thrust of George's cock, I gave louder voice to my pleasure. What I lacked in eloquence and coherence, I made up for in volume. My poor arse hurt from the battering it was taking from George's cock but I didn't want him to stop.

My orgasm slowly subsided but George's pounding of my back passage continued unrelentingly. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" I cried with every delicious thrust. 

George was breathing hard as he buggered me with all his strength. "Oh... Oh fuck, Julie!" he groaned from between clenched teeth. He stabbed his cock into me again and again. "I can't... I... I can't hold on," he gasped as the end approached.

"Yessss, George," I purred, "Cum for me. Cum in me."

George gripped my hips, pulling me towards him. "Fuck! Oh fuck!" he groaned as, with one final violent heave, his cock erupted, sending thick jets of sperm deep into my bowels.

After that, we showered again then snuggled up with more wine to watch one of the films (well, sort of). As we watched, we kept on kissing and caressing. I can't remember the last time I felt so good. It was while this was going on that George asked me if I wanted to stay over. I quickly phoned home but my mum still wasn't in so I left her a message to say I was staying with my friend, Caroline (Katie was away that weekend so I couldn't use her as an alibi). Then I called Caroline and got her to cover for me in the unlikely event it would be necessary (it's great having such GOOD friends).

We went to bed after the film finished. By this time it was nearly 1am and we were both knackered. That's not to say the fun stopped then. Somehow George managed (with a little help from my fingers and mouth) to coax another erection out of his overworked cock and we had one more session.

This time it was every bit as slow and tender as the previous times had been raw and hard. Making love, not fucking. It was no less enjoyable and was the perfect end to the perfect afternoon and evening and I was so glad that, for once, I wasn't going to have to rush off home afterwards.

Poor George didn't manage to cum this time, but I did; just once but it was a deep and intensely powerful orgasm that almost made my cry. I felt warm all over and I think my body was still trembling when I fell asleep, cuddled up in George's arms.

Sunday started very pleasantly. I awoke feeling rested, warm and aroused, my pussy was hot and wet and George's head was buried between my thighs. God, that's some way to wake up!! 

Lazily, I reached down to stroke his hair, just to let him know I was awake. George broke off briefly from what he was doing to flash me a smile. "Good morning," he said with a mischievous grin.

"Mmmm, yes it is," I agreed, "A very good morning indeed. Now, do you think you could please get back to doing what you were doing before I interrupted you?"

He didn't need to be asked twice.

Needless to say, it didn't take me long to cum. I think it was my orgasm's impending arrival that had actually woken me. I sighed as I came; my back arched and I pulled George's head more tightly against me and he just kept on licking. Early morning orgasms are just SO good.

Just as he had done the evening before, he occasionally reached up to spread my juices over my tits and nipples, turning me on even more.

A second, smaller orgasm was quickly followed by a third that just seemed to go on forever until it left me drained (and I'd only been awake for about half an hour).

Eventually George's tongue had had enough and he sidled up beside me and took me in his arms. We kissed and I could taste myself on him.

Our kisses were tender at first but the passion quickly mounted, Somewhere, in the middle of all that, I got him rolled on to his back and I began to kiss and stroke his chest, working my way downwards until I reached his cock.

I spent a few minutes licking it and stroking it before I took it into my mouth and was rewarded with a pleasured gasp from George. I didn't spend too long down there. Judging by how much I'd taken out of him last night, I figured that he'd probably only have one load in him and I had other plans for that.

I began to kiss my way back up his stomach and chest until I reached his mouth. As we kissed, my tongue probing his mouth, I ground my pussy against his hard cock, rubbing my clit against him until the friction almost made me cum again. Then, without any hesitation, I reached back between my legs and guided him into me as I pushed back to impale myself on his cock.

If George was a little bit startled by my sense of urgency, any protest he might have been going to make was cut off as I kissed him and began to work my pussy up and down his length.

With a dreamily contented smile on my face, I rode him with increasing intensity as I got more and more aroused. George propped himself up and began to lick and suck my tits. "Mmmmmm, yes. Make them wet all over," I murmured as he rubbed his saliva into my skin.

We weren't hurried but nor did we take things particularly slowly. I just rode him at a pace that allowed us both to enjoy every sensation fully.

Eventually we rolled over and George began to fuck me in earnest, pounding my pussy and filling me with his cock; sweat dripping from his face on to my tits as we drove each other onwards. "Yessss! That's it! Keep fucking me like that!" I urged, raking my fingernails down his back as he drove his cock deep and hard into my pussy.

Finally, I came again, shaking and moaning as I surrendered myself to the sensations. My womb pulsed with powerful contractions. My cunt gripped his cock tightly and that brought him to boiling point.

"Shit Julie, I'm getting close," he moaned, warning me of his impending eruption.

I just smiled and gripped his arse, pulling him into me. "Cum, George," I purred, "I want to feel your cum inside me."

Suddenly, his body went stiff and his cock erupted inside me. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh Julie! Oh ohhhhhhhhh!" he groaned. His cum felt hot inside me and I loved the feeling as jet after jet flooded my cunt. As his climax subsided, I held him close, not letting him withdraw, just savouring the sensations, feeling his heart pound as his cock throbbed and pulsed inside me. 

Eventually, I let him pull out and I slid down the bed to clean him up with my mouth.

I showered while he rustled up some breakfast. I left shortly after that, his cum still oozing from my pussy. I would have loved to have stayed longer but his girlfriend, Gillian, was due home around lunchtime so we both reluctantly agreed that it was probably for the best if I made myself scarce.

After lunch, I met up with Sam and her boyfriend Gavin and the three of us had a great afternoon. 

As always, Sam and I got things started by putting on a show for Gavin. He sat, entranced, as Sam and I began kissing and slowly peeling off each others' clothes.

Sam has a great body with fantastic curves and perfect tits that were just made for kissing, licking and sucking. Strangely enough, as soon as I had them available, I wasted no time in doing just that. 

In almost no time at all, Sam and I were all over each other. As we writhed on the floor, kissing, licking and caressing while Gavin made 'helpful' suggestions from where he sat watching on the sofa. 

My lips travelled down her neck until they found the swelling of her breasts. Eagerly, I took her nipple into my mouth and gently sucked. Sam gave a soft sigh then began gently nibbling on my neck as my lips and tongue continued to explore her tits. As I did, my fingers played with the soft curls of her mound. Occasionally my finger slid between her lips, lightly teasing her clit, feeling the wet warmth of Sam's pussy. 

We kissed again, this time with more urgency. My tongue explored her mouth as Sam ran her fingernails down my back; digging them into the soft flesh of my bum. 

I started down again. I coated Sam's breasts with a fine film of saliva then used the ends of my long hair to tease her nipples. Sam sighed and squirmed below me. "Ohhhhhhhhh, mmmmmm," she purred contentedly as I continued my journey south. 

I spread Sam's legs and ran my tongue up the insides of her thighs. Over and over again, never quite making contact with her pussy, slowly driving her wild with my teasing. Gavin urged me on, saying things like, "Go on, eat her pussy," and, "Give her a good tongue-lashing."




My Sex Life Ch. 21



Sam was begging for relief when I finally took pity on her. My own pussy was on fire as I parted her lips with my tongue. I kissed her swollen clit and she moaned a deep, long, "Mmmmmmmmm," of pleasure. 

My tongue lapped tenderly at her cunt, savouring the taste of her juices. I gently sucked on each of her lower lips before pushing my tongue deep into her cunt. 

As I probed deep inside her, Sam squirmed in an agony of pleasure. I began lapping at her pussy, faster this time. As I did she began to play with her tits. Sam squeezed her soft globes with her hands, pinching her nipples and moaning softly as she writhed in ecstasy. 

I changed the focus of my attention to her clit. I sucked and licked it as Sam's breathing became heavier. I licked her clit with short, sharp stabs of my tongue. Then, as I did this I slowly slid one, then two fingers into her soaking pussy. 

I fucked Sam with my fingers as my tongue lapped furiously at her clit. I felt Sam's body stiffen, then with a long moan she came. Her body shook violently. "Fuck, Julie! Oh fuck, yessss!" she cried as the force of her orgasm washed over her. 

I tried to stop but Sam's fingers were suddenly in my hair, pulling me towards her, pressing my face harder against her pussy. I could almost feel the contractions of her pussy as I continued to feast on her cunt. 

As I licked and probed her pussy with my tongue and fingers I could sense Sam's orgasm begin to subside. Still she held my face against her mound. "Don't stop! Oh Julie, don't you dare stop!" she begged as I increased the pace of my licking again. Then, without warning, her hips began to buck again, more violently this time. 

"Julieeeeee!" Sam shrieked as a second, stronger orgasm took hold of her. She let go of my head and I moved up to hold her as her whole body convulsed. I noticed her fingers in her pussy rubbing at her clit as she extracted the last ounce of pleasure from her orgasm. 

Finally, her body spent, she lay quietly in my arms as I held her tightly to me. She turned, smiled then kissed me. Her lips pressed to mine was all the expression of thanks I needed as we lay there, slowly letting Sam recover from such a violent release. 

After a few minutes Sam's breathing began to return to normal. She kissed me and our passion began to mount again. Sam told me to lie on my front and as I did so she began to gently kiss and nibble my neck and shoulders. Soon after that, she began to massage my back with long, slow strokes. Her hands started at my neck and slowly worked their way down my back. She moved on to my legs, her fingers ran lightly over the back of my knees, her tongue gently traced the inside of my thighs. 

Squirming with delight I rolled on to my back. Sam lay on top of me, her breasts crushed against mine as she kissed me deeply. Our mouths locked together for what seemed like eternity. 

Finally our lips parted. Sam's mouth began exploring my front. A long soft moan, "Yes Sam, yessss," escaped from me as her lips fastened on my nipple.

Sam licked and sucked at my tits, alternating between them and a familiar warm glow began to spread over me. 

She began to move down. I continued to play with my tits, squeezing and teasing my nipples as Sam's mouth continued on its journey of discovery. She gently pushed my legs apart then, with agonising slowness, lowered her head to taste my pussy. 

She was a little surprised when, just at that moment, I informed her that she was about to eat another man's cum from my pussy. That, however, just seemed to make her even hornier and even more eager to go down on me.

To be honest, the idea of Sam eating George's cum from my pussy was a huge turn-on to me as well and, as her tongue probed my warm, wet hole, I was delighted when, with a certain amount of aplomb, she announced, "Mmmm, that George bloke of yours tastes pretty good."

Her tongue flicked out and lightly made contact with my swollen clit. The arousal of pleasuring Sam earlier and the attention I had already received from her had turned me on so much that I came instantly. My orgasm was a small but violent release. As the intense feelings subsided, leaving a warm glow that spread all over me, I closed my eyes and pleaded with Sam not to stop. 

Her tongue continued to lap at my pussy, occasionally slipping between my lips and probing into the depths of my cunt. Slowly, Sam inserted first one, then two fingers into me. She was fucking me with her fingers, sliding them in and out and twisting them around inside my cunt as her tongue was applied with firm strokes to my clit. 

My eyes were still closed and I began to sense a familiar feeling spreading from my pussy. Suddenly Sam stopped and I heard her gasp. I opened my eyes and there was Gavin, behind her. In my overly aroused state, I'd almost forgotten he had been there, watching us. Clearly, at some point in the proceedings, just watching us had got too much for him and he'd decided it was time to join in. He had his hands on her hips and his cock was obviously buried deep inside her pussy. 

Sam continued to eat my pussy as Gavin fucked her from behind. Every thrust of his cock drove her mouth harder against my mound. The scene was so incredibly dirty it turned me on even more. I started to play with my tits as Sam ate me and suddenly I was cumming again. 

As my body writhed with pleasure, Gavin suggested that Sam and I get into a 69. I turned round and Sam climbed on top of me, her tongue instantly between my pussy lips. My tongue found Sam's clit and then Gavin got into position and began to fuck her again; his cock sliding in and out of her cunt, just above my nose. 

As Gavin's cock hammered Sam's pussy, I positioned myself so that, as well as licking her clit, my tongue could lick the underside of his shaft and his balls as it pounded her cunt. After every few strokes he would pull his cock out of her pussy and then push it between my lips, deep into my mouth. Each time he did this I would feast greedily on his cock for a few seconds, savouring the taste of Sam's juices on his pole, before he would withdraw it from my mouth and ram it once again into her soaking hole. All the time Sam's tongue was working on my pussy and clit. Not once did she miss a beat. 

With Gavin's cock inside her and my tongue working on her clit, it wasn't long before Sam was cumming again. Her body was shaking, her hips bucked wildly, pushing back, forcing as much of Gavin's cock into her as possible. 

Gavin was fucking her even harder. His cock was slamming violently into her soaking pussy, his balls were slapping against my face with every thrust and Sam was moaning loudly with pleasure. Gavin's breathing was getting heavier and more ragged and suddenly he grabbed her hips, pulling her back on to his cock, impaling her totally, yelling, "Ohhh fuck!!!" as he emptied his load deep inside her. 

Sam let out a long sigh of sheer lust then returned her attention to my pussy. As she licked and sucked at my clit and pussy Gavin slipped his cock from Sam's cunt. His cum trickled out of her hole and down over my face. It was all to much for me and I came, hard. 

As my orgasm shook me Sam turned, took me in her arms and kissed me tenderly. Gently, she licked my face clean, removing every drop of her juice and Gavin's cum. We smiled at each other then turned and took it in turns to lick Gavin's cock clean. 

It didn't take long for our attentions to bring Gavin's cock back to life. Within minutes he was fully erect. Clearly having two women hungrily paying attention to a guy's cock has amazing restorative powers.

I began to suck on his cock in earnest. My hands explored his taut body as my lips slid along his rigid pole. Sam turned her attention to my tits, licking and sucking them. The pleasure arising from her attentions was driving me wild, causing me to suck harder on the thick cock between my lips. 

I slid his cock from between my lips and began to lick up and down his length. At the top of each stroke my tongue would swirl round the head before I would open my mouth wide and devour him whole again. All the while Sam was sucking on my nipples and sliding an occasional finger or two into my pussy. 

Gavin had his hands on my head forcing his cock deeper into my mouth. I squeezed his balls as my lips slid effortlessly along his shaft. 

Finally I decided that I just had to have his cock inside me. I pushed Gavin on to his back and, pausing only to roll a condom on his thick shaft, climbed on top of him. I kissed him deeply as I reached back and, with one hand, guided his cock, my second of the day, easily into me. 

"Fuck, Julie, you feel good on my dick," he announced.

I sat up and smiled. "You feel pretty good in me too," I replied coyly then began to raise and lower my hips, feeling his cock fill me with each thrust of our hips. I closed my eyes as I slid up and down his cock, riding it like a piston, the walls of my cunt gripping him tight. 

Sam kissed me, I opened my eyes and there she was, in front of me, her legs on either of Gavin's head, grinding her pussy into his face. We leant against each other, kissing and caressing as Gavin's tongue explored Sam's pussy and his cock was buried to the hilt in mine. 

Up and down, sliding almost completely off his cock then ramming myself on to it again, impaling myself on him totally, my pace quickly became more frantic. I felt Sam begin to tremble as she held on to me. With a sound, somewhere between a sigh and a scream, Sam came again, forcing her pussy hard against Gavin's face, savouring the feeling of her boyfriend's tongue on her clit until her orgasm subsided. After that she dismounted and collapsed, spent, beside us on the floor as I continued grinding my pelvis against Gavin's, relishing the feeling of him deep inside me. 

After a while, I clambered off and lay down next to Sam. Gavin got on top of me and with one mighty thrust he was inside me again. Sam turned to kiss me, one hand playing with my tits as Gavin fucked me with long, slow, powerful thrusts. As his cock pounded my pussy I could feel his balls slapping against my arse with every stroke. 

I gripped his arse with my hands, pushing him in deeper, forcing him to fuck me harder still. My pussy began to throb and wave after wave of pleasure began to wash over me. The strength of my orgasm pulsed higher and higher with every stroke of Gavin's cock. "Yes! Oh fuck yes! Fuck me harder, Gav, harder!" I screamed with every thrust, begging him not to stop.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Here it cums, Julie! Here I cum!" Gavin roared. Suddenly I felt his body stiffen as his cock erupted. The walls of my cunt gripped him like a vice, milking every last drop of cum from his cock. As he collapsed on top of me, I fleetingly wished that I could feel his load inside me, combining with George's to flood my well fucked pussy. 

Fully drained, Gavin slid out and rolled over between Sam and me. I kissed him then slid down his body, removed the full condom from his flagging cock, regretting once again that I hadn't felt his large load being released inside me before proceeding to lick him clean, savouring the taste of my juices and his cum mixed together. Sam joined me at the feast then, when we were done, we all lay in a satisfied huddle in the middle of the living room floor. 

Despite our attentions we were unable to coax another erection from Gavin. Realising that he was a lost cause, Sam and I decided to have one final session ourselves.

Pushing me on to my back, Sam swung her leg over me and, once again, her pussy was in front of my face. She lay forward and I felt her hot breath on my pussy. I flicked my tongue along her slit, heard her moan and then she began to lick mine in return. 

I savoured the sensation of having my pussy eaten by Sam as I feasted on hers. My body was aflame as her tongue licked between my lips and darted into my hole. Sam ground her pussy against my hungry mouth and in response, I increased the pace of my strokes. A warm tingling feeling quickly rose up inside me and I suddenly wanted to be on top. I wanted to ride her face as her tongue pleasured me. 

Sam must have sensed my need. Without warning our positions were reversed. I was on top, grinding myself against her mouth while my tongue flicked over her clit and she was below, both of us giving and receiving as our tongues drove us inexorably towards a climax. 

My body began to shake. I sucked down hard on Sam's clit. She responded by licking even harder on mine. We were dimly aware of Gavin, encouraging us as he watched. The actions of one fed the responses of the other, building up until the sensations could no longer be contained. I don't know which one of us came first, all I can remember is moaning loudly as Sam's body shook below mine. 

We kept on licking until neither of us could take any more. I rolled off. Turning around, I was gathered into Sam's arms. Gavin joined us and we held each other tight as our exhausted bodies struggled to recover. 

My body was still tingling by the time I eventually made it home. I'd had a lovely morning, followed by a great afternoon. All in all, it had been a fantastic weekend but the fun didn't stop there...

Katie got back from having spent the weekend at her Gran's and she came round about 9ish and stayed over. I'd just had a shower, having come in from having a run (as if I hadn't had enough exercise already) and was wearing just my undies under my dressing gown when we retired to my room and I began to recount my exploits.

Katie was more than a little envious when I told her what I'd been up to while she'd been away but my graphic descriptions also turned her on. It wasn't long before she had her lips pressed firmly against mine and her hands were inside my dressing gown, exploring my body.

I didn't try to stop her. I simply moved into her embrace and returned the kiss. Katie's breath was hot against mine. The kiss grew more passionate and almost instinctively, my hands began tugging at her clothes. 

Katie removed her blouse then stood up and wriggled out of her jeans. I slipped out of my dressing gown as she sat down. Our hands explored each others' bodies as our lips pressed firmly together. Katie slipped the straps of my bra down off my shoulders. My nipples stiffened as she ran the flats of her hands over my tits. "Oh that's nice," I purred softly as she lowered her head and began to gently lick my soft globes. 

I reached behind her and unhooked her bra. As it fell away I lifted my hands to her tits and began to cup and squeeze them. My fingers teased her nipples as Katie's tongue flicked lightly over mine. I moaned with pleasure as she took each nipple in turn and sucked it deep into her mouth. 

She caressed my inner thigh with one hand as her mouth worked on my tits. Katie's fingers slowly inserted themselves under the flimsy material of my knickers and began to stroke my soft, smooth mound. I tensed and opened my legs slightly as her fingers worked towards their target. 

"Oooh, yessss!" I moaned as her fingers slipped between my moist lower lips. She slid one finger into my cunt and my muscles contracted to grip it tightly. She pulled it out and then used it to tease my nipple, coating me with my own juices, just as George had done before. I moaned again as she moved her mouth to suck my essence from my nipple. The finger of her other hand was now in my pussy and she was soon repeating the process on the other side. 

Over and over, her fingers dipped into my hot wet hole then spread my juices over my tits, only to have her mouth lick and suck them clean. The feelings were deliciously dirty and I soon found myself on the brink of an orgasm. My body shook as her fingers brushed lightly over my clit. "Yes!" I breathed as I surrendered myself to the sensations. 

Katie removed her fingers from my cunt, giving me the chance to recover and kissed me. I could taste myself on her lips. Hungry for more I lifted her hand to my mouth and sucked her fingers between my lips, savouring the rich taste of my arousal. 

Without any further delay Katie was on the floor kneeling in front of me. I wriggled my bum forward to the edge of my bed, lifting it slightly as Katie tugged at my sodden knickers, unwrapping my hot and eager pussy. She wasted no time. Her tongue pushed between my moist lower lips and licked the length of my slit. Her tongue was soft and my body shuddered in response to its touch. She flicked her tongue lightly over my clit, sending bolts of pleasure shooting through me. I moaned my appreciation as she delicately sucked my labia into her mouth. 

My hands stroked over my tits as her tongue darted in and out of my pussy. My nipples were stiff and I teased them between my fingers as Katie's tongue hungrily explored my cunt. 

I felt my body begin to tingle as my arousal rose even higher. "Yes," I sighed, "oh that feels so good." Katie sucked my clit between her lips and flicked her tongue over the tip. My body responded and I began to feel the first stirrings of my impending climax. "Oh yes! Don't stop!" I moaned as Katie's tongue lapped up and down between my lower lips, tracing its path from my hot, wet hole to my clit and back again. 

My body began to shake. Squeezing my tits together as Katie's tongue fanned the flames of my passion higher, I bit my lip and let the pressure grow. My body screamed for release as Katie's mouth relentlessly drove me closer and closer to my orgasm. 

Finally, I could hold off no longer. "Mmmmoooh!! Ohhhhh, Katie!!!" I moaned as my back arched, lifting my bum off the bed. I clutched Katie's head pushing her mouth even more firmly against my throbbing clit as the walls of my pussy contracted sending violent spasms through my womb. My head lashed from side to side as my climax held me in its grasp. Katie's tongue still flicked over my clit but now her touch was lighter, slower, more tender as she endeavoured to hold me at boiling point. 

"No more! No more!" I gasped finally. Smiling, Katie reached out to me. I took her hand and she joined me on my bed, holding me close as my heart pounded in my chest, my breath coming in gasps. 

Tenderly, she kissed me as I slowly recovered. My juices glistened on her face. "Thank you," I whispered softly in her ear. 

"My pleasure," replied Katie with a cheeky smile. 

We held each other close, kissing and caressing as my breathing and heartbeat slowly returned to normal. 

As we kissed, I began to lick the traces of my juices from her face. Our kisses gradually began to increase in intensity, my hands began to explore Katie's body. She squirmed with pleasure as my fingers ran up the inside of her legs. She sighed as my tongue traced the curve of her tits. I licked over her soft globes with a circular motion, working in from the outside until my tongue flicked over her nipples. My saliva made her skin slick and my hands slid easily over her tits as they stroked and caressed them. 

I began to work my way downwards. I kissed and licked my way over Katie's flat stomach as I moved towards my destination. I slid my hands under the elastic of Katie's soaking knickers and slowly pushed them off to reveal her neatly trimmed pussy. Katie parted her legs. Her lower lips were enflamed and glistened with her moisture. I positioned myself between her slender legs and leaned forward. 

"Ooh," Katie sighed as I ran my tongue along the edge of one lip. I repeated the process with the other the gently slid my tongue between them. Her juices flowed from her cunt and I savoured their taste as my tongue lapped up and down her slit. Katie's body shuddered slightly as I licked over her clit before sucking it gently between my lips 

As it so often does, the hot flavour of Katie's juices overwhelmed me. I was hungry to taste more. I pushed my mouth more firmly against her pussy and began to lick with increasing urgency. My tongue darted in and out of her cunt and I could feel the walls tighten in response as Katie writhed on the bed before me. 




My Sex Life Ch. 21



"Stop," Katie wailed, "I want to sit on your face." I rolled over on to my back and Katie straddled my head with her legs, her pussy hovering tantalisingly close above my face. I reached up to grab her hips. As I pulled her towards me my tongue slid between her glistening, enflamed lower lips. Her juices flowed over my face, coating me with their warm stickiness as she ground her cunt against my mouth. 

I reached up to play with her tits as my tongue danced over her clit. As I squeezed her nipples between my fingers I was rewarded with a lust filled "Yesss!" 

Katie's hips began to buck. I pushed her tits firmly together and sucked her clit into my mouth. I flicked its tip with my tongue and Katie began to moan more and more loudly. "Don't stop!" She yelled, "Oh Julie, don't stop!" Her body shook more and more violently. Each touch of my tongue made her flinch reflexively. I pressed my tongue firmly against her clit and moved it slowly from side to side, holding Katie at the peak of her climax. 

Suddenly she was gone. She rolled away and lay down beside me. "Fuck! That was wonderful," she sighed into my ear then kissed me soundly. Her tongue licked over my face, cleaning away her juices. 

We lay there for a while, just holding each other close, basking in the afterglow of the experience. By the time we'd recovered enough to get ready for bed, we were both exhausted and it was nearly midnight (not too late for a 'school night' if only we still had school to go to when we got up and not our respective jobs). 

We snuggled up in each others' arms and it felt good to have her warm, soft body pressed firmly against mine as I drifted off to sleep, bringing to a close what had been altogether a pretty bloody amazing weekend.



My Sex Life Ch. 22



Chapter 22: Katie's Garden 

It was such a lovely day, and having met up with Katie for lunch, we decided that, since neither of us were working that afternoon, that we would spend it sitting out in her garden catching some sun. Living, as we do, in Edinburgh, it's not often that such opportunities present themselves so we were determined to make the most of this one. We hadn't seen much of each other since school had finished so it was nice to be able to spend a 'relaxed' afternoon together, catching up on what had been going on in our lives over the last month or so.

Katie lives out towards Collinton with her parents. Their house is detached and has a pretty big, private garden that, in summer (assuming we actually have one), catches the sun from mid-morning until pretty late in the evening. With her parents at work we had the place to ourselves and, since the weather had, for once, decided to co-operate, we decided that it was only fair that we celebrate the fact by enjoying some time in the sun with a bottle of wine.

As we stretched out on our loungers, Katie told me all about her Friday night with Dan, giving me all the gory details. They'd gone back to his and, apparently, at one point while she was 'getting her arse royally reamed over the arm of the sofa' (Katie's words, not mine), Dan's flatmate, Evan, who was supposed to be away for the weekend, walked in on them. She's still not sure who was the most embarrassed, them for being caught in the act, or Evan for having unexpectedly disturbed them. I was half expecting her to say that she and Dan invited him to join them but, apparently, Evan made some hurried apologies before disappearing to the safety of his room.

In return, I told her all about my time with Stevie on Tuesday and about my evening with George on Wednesday. I knew that would get her attention. Katie's desperate to meet George and is always on at me to try and arrange something for the three of us. I'm sure George would enjoy that (since he's often said much the same sort of thing) and I know Katie would enjoy George but, for the moment at least, I'm being a selfish cow and keeping him for myself; I mean, it's not as if she's ever shared Dan with me after all. 

I suppose it goes without saying that the heat, the wine and our naughty discussions seemed to turn us both on. Our descriptions of the things we'd been getting up to grew ever more lurid and explicit and, as I was recounting how George had bent me over the bonnet of his car and taken me roughly up the arse, Katie started playing with herself. 

Seeing the pleasure Katie was getting from my tale as she fondled her tits and rubbed her pussy only served to turn me on even more.

Now, neither Katie nor I are what you would call prudish and we're certainly don't have much in the way of inhibitions but I was a bit surprised when Katie hitched off her jeans and knickers, pulled off her t-shirt and demanded that I come over to her and eat her pussy. I may have been surprised but I certainly didn't need to be asked twice. I never need an excuse to taste her.

Katie perched on the edge of her lounger as I knelt between her open legs and began to lick. "Ohhh, Julie! Mmmmmm," she sighed as I worked my tongue between her moist lower lips, running it along the length of her slit between her pussy and her clit.

As I licked and sucked, Katie tugged my top off over my head and reached down to undo my bra. At the same time, I wriggled out of my skirt and knickers.

Katie began to squirm as I explored her pussy with my tongue. The sun was beating down on our naked bodies, adding to our arousal.

Much as I love eating Katie's pussy and despite being hugely turned on, I was in the mood for taking things a bit slower. "I was enjoying that!" Katie moaned as I, slightly reluctantly, got up from between her thighs.

"I was too," I admitted as I sat down next to her. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her passionately. "It's not as if there's any rush though, is there?"

"True enough," Katie agreed and then our lips met once more. This time Katie responded with a passion of her own. "Mmmmm," she purred as my hand slid up her body to gently caress her lovely large tits. She melted into my embrace as her I kissed and lightly nibbled her neck. 

I leaned forward to kiss Katie's shoulders. My hands cupped her breasts, gently squeezing them and teasing her nipples. I ran my tongue over the swell of Katie's breasts. "Oh, Julie," she gasped, "that feels so nice." 

Katie moaned softly as my lips and tongue worked their way along her cleavage. I leaned forward, flicking my tongue over the nearest of Katie's nipples, feeling it stiffen in response. "Yessssss!" she sighed as I sucked her nipple into the warm confines of my mouth, flicking my tongue lightly over it "Oh yes, Julie! Suck them... suck my tits!" Katie demanded. Her fingers were in my hair, pressing my face more firmly into her tits

Pressing Katie's breasts firmly together, I worked my mouth back and forth, sucking first on one and then the other, my tongue coating Katie's tits with a warm film of saliva, which dried quickly in the heat of the sun as I moved from one to the other. My hands slid over her soft skin. As I sucked firmly on one nipple I teased the other with my fingers. 

As I concentrated on her breasts, Katie slipped a long, delicate finger into her pussy. It was quickly joined by a second as she began to pump them in and out, twisting them around inside her, stretching the walls of her pussy as she teased her clit with her thumb. "Oooooooohhhhh mmmmmmmmm," she moaned, throwing her head back and giving voice to her release as her orgasm began to wash over her. 

I continued to concentrate on Katie's tits as her body trembled next to mine. I could feel her heart pounding in her chest. "Oh, Julie Oooohhhhhh!!" Katie cried, becoming increasingly vocal as her climax intensified, not worrying if the neighbours heard her, her body shaking ever more violently as her sensations intensified. 

Eventually, she could take no more. Pulling her fingers from her pussy, Katie reluctantly pushed my head away from her tits. Smiling, I took Katie's hand in mine and lifted it towards my mouth. "Oooooooh," Katie sighed as I sucked her fingers into my mouth, licking her juices from them. I savoured the taste of my friend's essence as I licked and sucked every trace from her fingers. 

"You taste good," I purred, licking her lips. 

"Mmmmm" Katie responded absently, still recovering from the intense sensations of her climax. 

Smiling, I replied, "And now I want to taste you properly," before kissing her passionately on the lips once more. 

After that, I began to work my way downwards. Pausing only briefly to kiss Katie's breasts, I slid off the sun-lounger and knelt between her legs once more.

I reached out to run my fingers through the neatly trimmed patch of soft blonde curls on her Katie's mound, then, leaning forward, I slowly kissed and licked my way up the insides of her thighs.

Katie squirmed with anticipation as she felt my warm breath on her moist lower lips. I, however, was in no mood to rush things. At the last instant, I pulled my mouth away, retreating with a string of delicately light kisses down her thigh only to begin her approach again. Katie emitted a small "Ohhhh," of anguish at having been denied the touch of my tongue on her pussy. 

Teasing, I allowed my mouth to approach, retreat then approach again, over and over, always pulling away at the very last moment. The teasing was driving Katie wild. She writhed on the sun-lounger, tossing her head from side to side in a tortured agony of anticipation. "Oh Julie!" she groaned, her hands cupping and squeezing her tits, "I can't stand this any more. Eat me! Eat my pussy!" she demanded. 

"Mmmm, I thought you'd never ask," I replied coyly, as my mouth began its upward journey once again. 

"Ohhhhhhhh!" Katie gasped as my tongue slipped between her moist labia and began to work its way gently up and down her slit. "Oh fuck, Julie! That's sooooo good!" she cried as the touch of my tongue sent contractions rippling through the walls of her cunt. 

"Shhhh," I said softly, "the neighbours might hear you!"

"Oh, fuck the neighbours! Just eat my pussy!" Katie demanded hotly. 

Not needing to be asked again, I began working my tongue delicately over Katie's lower lips, exploring every fold and crevice of her pussy. 

Katie came almost immediately. "Oh, Julie!" she cried as her body began to shake. "Oh f... fuck, yes! Eat me! Eat my pussy! D... Don't stop!" she demanded. 

I flicked my tongue lightly over the throbbing bulb of Katie's clit, stopping to occasionally lap up the rich juices that flowed from her tunnel. Katie flinched with every touch of my tongue. "Oooooooohhhhhh, mmmmmmm!!!!" she purred as electric shocks pulsed through her. 

Katie dug her fingers into my hair, pulling my mouth even more firmly against her mound as her hips bucked violently. 

I sucked gently on Katie's labia and clit, humming softly at the same time. The vibrations caused Katie's orgasm to peak again, this time even more powerfully than before. "Yes! Oh... Ohhhh fuck, yesssss!" she cried as tears of pleasure rolled down her cheeks. 

Feeling Katie's fingers loosen their grip on my hair, I sensed that I had driven my friend beyond the limits of her endurance. Reluctantly, I let my mouth move away from her pussy and began to kiss my way back up Katie's body until our lips met once again. 

"I love tasting myself on your lips," Katie purred, still lost in the throes of her climax. I held her trembling body tight against mine as her orgasm slowly subsided.

"Oh, Julie!" Katie sighed contentedly as she brought her breathing back under control, "That was amazing; just what I needed." 

Stroking Katie's hair, I kissed her softly. 

It wasn't long until we were kissing again, our tongues dancing inside each others' mouths.

The sun wasn't the only thing causing the temperature to rise. Katie kissed and nibbled her way down my neck and along my shoulders, causing me to moan and shudder.

"Ahhhhhh, " I moaned as Katie began to suck on my tits. As she feasted on them, she began running one hand up the inside of my legs. Her fingers quickly found my pussy, occasionally, grazing my moist lower lips as her tongue explored the surface of my tits. 

"Ohhhhh, mmmmmmm," I sighed as Katie pushed her fingers deeper between my labia, letting my juices coat her fingers.

Pulling her fingers from my cunt, Katie lifted her hand to my tits. "Mmmmmmm, yesssss," I sighed as Katie used her fingers to coat my nipples with my own juices. 

"Mmmmmmm," Katie purred as her lips fastened around my nipple. "You taste so good," she added as she savoured the taste of my juices that, moments before, she had applied with her fingers. 

"Oh that's good," I sighed as Katie repeated the process, first with one breast and then with the other, spreading an ever increasing coating of my juices over their surface. 

Staring deep into my eyes, Katie smiled. "I like the way they taste when I do that," she said. 

"And I love the way it feels," I replied as she buried her face in my cleavage once again. 

Suddenly, with a giggle, Katie sat up and pushed me on to my back and moved between my legs. "Now it's your turn for a tongue-lashing!" she said as she began to lean forward. 

Unlike my teasing approach, Katie made straight for her goal. 

"Ohhhhh! Fuuuccckkkk!!!" I moaned as Katie's tongue flicked over my clit. 

"Mmmmm," Katie murmured, pressing her mouth to my hot, wet lower lips. 

I was in heaven as Katie explored my pussy with her tongue, flicking it over my swollen lips and clit, darting it in and out of the entrance of my tunnel. I squirmed in response to Katie's onslaught. "Gently," I urged, "not so fast. I don't want to cum yet!" 

"Oops, sorry," Katie laughed, "I guess I got a bit carried away. It's just the effect the taste of your pussy has on me; I just can't help myself."

Restraining her initial enthusiasm, Katie moderated her pace, working her tongue slowly along my slit. "Ooooooohhhhh," I squealed with delight as Katie sucked on my moist lips, running her tongue over their surface. "Ahhhhhh!" I sighed softly as her tongue lapped, with broad, firm strokes, over my tender clit. 

"Can I get on top?" I asked as a pleasantly warm sensation spread from her pussy to engulf me. 

"Yeah, OK. I guess so," Katie replied. 

Katie rolled on to her back and I got quickly into position above her, my knees on either side of her head, my pussy hovering above my friend's mouth. 

Moving slowly, I lowered my pussy on to Katie's waiting mouth. "Yessssss!!!" I sighed passionately as her tongue slipped once again between my lower lips and into my cunt. 

Rocking my hips, I ground my pussy against Katie's mouth. As her tongue danced between the folds of my pussy, my juices trickled over her cheeks, coating them with a warm, sticky film. 

Supporting herself with one hand I used the other hand to stroke and caress Katie's tits, squeezing and teasing her nipples with my fingers as I rocked my pussy back and forth against Katie's mouth. "Oh fuck! This feels sooo good,!" I purred as a warm tingling ran up my spine, my body's responses becoming increasingly automatic. 

Katie's tongue lapped at my cunt, slipping between my increasingly wet lower lips and flicking over my swollen clit. I could feel the first rippling contractions of my impending climax as they transmitted themselves through my body. "Oh yes! That's it! Lick me right there!" I urged as Katie's tongue worried the tip of my throbbing clit. 

Responding to my increasingly vocal urgings as my arousal soared, Katie flicked her tongue more and more rapidly over my clit, murmuring softly as my juices flowed over her face, occasionally telling me how good I tasted. As contractions began to grip my womb, powerful spasms shook my body. Moaning, I rocked my hips back and forth, increasing the friction of Katie's tongue against my clit, intensifying the sensations that rose up to consume me from within. 

"Oh fuck! Ohhhh Katie!! I'm cccuuuuummmmmiiiinnnnggggggg!!!" I cried as my friend's tongue drove me relentlessly onwards. Katie grabbed my hips, pulling me even more firmly against her mouth. My obvious pleasure caused Katie's desire to flare anew. Almost without realising how it had happened, she found herself cumming too, the fingers of one hand, coated with her own warm, sticky juices. 

Unable, at last, to take any more, I rolled away from Katie's mouth to end up lying on the sun-scorched grass of Katie's lawn. Katie quickly joined and gathered me into her arms, kissing me tenderly as the sun beat down on our pleasure-wracked bodies. I returned the kiss then, slowly, began licking my juices from Katie's cheeks. We clung tightly to each other, basking in the sun as our orgasms slowly subsided. 

After that, lying on the lawn, we just carried on kissing and caressing; occasionally fingering each others' pussies until we both came again. 

Eventually, the heat got too much for us and, pausing only to gather up our clothes, we headed inside to get some nice cool drinks.

Exhausted, partially from the heat and partially from our exertions, we decided to head upstairs for a bit of a lie down. Despite our tiredness, with our bodies pressed firmly together, we found it impossible to keep our hands (and mouths) off each other.

Our kisses quickly became more and more passionate; our fingers sought out each others' pussies. In only a matter of a few minutes, tiredness had been replaced with arousal. With our fingers teasing each others' clits, we quickly drove each other to the point of climax.

"I want to taste your pussy again, Julie," Katie purred into my ear.

"Mmmmmm, I want to taste yours too," I replied.

Without any hesitation, Katie turned around, placing her knees on either side of my head and lowering her pussy on to my waiting mouth. As she lowered her tongue to my waiting clit, I slid mine between her moist lower lips. 

Locked in a passionate sixty-nine, we became increasingly frenzied, feeding of each others' intense arousal. Our tongues lapped at each other's pussies. Katie's juices trickled over my cheeks, coating my face with a warm, sticky film. 

With tongues, lips and fingers, we drove each other on, both lost in the shared sensations, oblivious to everything except the pleasure we were experiencing. 

As Katie sucked on my clit, my body begin to shake beneath her. She plunged two fingers into my cunt, pumping them in and out as my tongue brought her close to the point of boiling over. 

With my body shaking and my heart pounding rapidly in my chest, I strove desperately to focus on the task of pleasuring Katie, my tongue flicking over her swollen clit. I felt tremors running through her body. Reaching out, I grabbed Katie's tits, squeezing her nipples as she sucked and slurped hungrily on my pussy. 

"Shit," Katie moaned.

"Oh fuck!" I cried."

"Ohhhhhhh, mmmmmm," we breathed in orgasmic unison.

Cumming together, surrendering to the intense sensations that washed over our bodies, we continued to drive each other onwards with our tongues. Our moans of pleasure filled the room as our shared climaxes peaked again and again. 

When, at last, neither of us could take any more, Katie rolled away with a contented sigh. Turning around, she snuggled up to me and we held each other close. Using our tongues, we cleaned our juices from each others' cheeks. When that was done, we kissed passionately, each savouring the taste of our juices on the other's lips. 

After that, we just lay there for a while, holding each other close, kissing occasionally, not caring about anything, shutting everything out apart from each other.

Suddenly we were interrupted by a voice from downstairs. "Hello? Katie? Anyone home?" it was Katie's mum, just home from work.

Katie and I leapt to our feet. She opened her bedroom door, taking a quick look into the hallway. "Quick, into the bathroom," she whispered, pushing me through the door before calling out, "Upstairs, mum. We're just in ourselves. Julie's taking a quick shower."

Since Katie had very cleverly given me an excuse, I took advantage of it; having the shower I definitely needed. Apparently, while I was in there, Katie had grabbed her bath-robe and explained to her mum that we'd been out for a bike ride and, having arrived home decidedly hot and sweaty, she had let me grab the first shower and she'd have one when I'd finished.

I chatted casually to Katie's mum while Katie got cleaned up. I was glad it was such a hot day or it might have been tricky explaining my ever so slightly flushed appearance. 

Noticing my red face, she asked, "Are you OK? You look a bit flustered."

I'm sure my blush deepened. "Yes, fine," I replied, "It's just the heat."

"Hmmm, yes, I know. It is just a bit on the warm side, isn't it? Whatever were the pair of you thinking about, exerting yourselves like that on a day like this? You should've been outside enjoying the sun, relaxing, not killing yourselves on the bikes."

"You won't get any arguments from me there," I agreed.

We both laughed; in my case as much with relief than anything else. I was thankful she hadn't got home a few minutes earlier. Given how vocal both Katie and I can be when lost in the throes of passion, no amount of quick thinking on Katie's part would have explained our way out of that. I also hoped that Katie's mum hadn't had the chance to look in the garage as the absence of my bike would have punched a bit of a hole in Katie's quickly, and otherwise very cleverly made up explanation of what we'd been up to.

All in all, notwithstanding almost getting caught in flagrante, I can't think of a better way for Katie and I to have enjoyed such a lovely afternoon.



My Sex Life Ch. 23



Chapter 23: Coming To An End 

I had distanced myself from George because he and Gillian had been having problems and I decided he didn't really need me around confusing the issue when what he needed was space to sort things out (assuming they could). Incidentally, I wasn't, apparently, the cause of their problems; as I've mentioned before, Gillian was blissfully unaware that George had me on the side.

Anyway, they didn't sort things out and split up. Now, if I'd been sensible, that would have been the point at which I should have walked away; but no, not me.

The truth was, I did (and still do) care a lot for George. The sex aside, he was a really good friend as well and I wanted to 'be there' for him and help him if he needed it. Inevitably, that meant the sex continued and, being completely honest, I wasn't complaining.

The trouble is, as I've explained often enough, I wasn't looking for a relationship with George. As I've said before, if he could cheat on Gillian with me, he could just as easily cheat on me with someone else. Also, I'm no angel myself (in case you hadn't noticed).

Eventually though, I realised it wasn't really doing either of us any good. I was in danger of letting it drift into being a 'proper' relationship almost by default and, from George's perspective, so long as I was on the scene, he was never going to move on. So, reluctantly, I decided to end it.

It was hard but I knew it was the best thing, ultimately, for us both. 

Now, with us belonging to the same judo club, you might think avoiding each other would be difficult but, actually, it was easier than I'd suspected.

For a start, having dislocated my shoulder last year, I was out of action for several months while it recovered. Also, normally, I go on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays and George went on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays so there was only the one night we saw each other. Since my injury, I'd been easing myself back in gently, so dropping the Wednesday session was quite easy too.

There was also one further development. Recently, I had met a guy called Gary (what is it with me and guys with names beginning with G?). We had only met a couple of times and nothing had actually happened between us yet. He was, however, a really nice guy and I really liked him and, what's more, he seemed pretty keen on me too, and I was keen to see how things developed.

That should have been that as far as George and I were concerned but, because I am who I am, it wasn't. The reason being that George, unexpectedly turned up to one of the Monday classes. 

There was, actually, a very good and completely innocent reason for this. Quite simply, he was going to be away on the Thursday and Friday and didn't want to miss a training session, which, as I said, was fair enough. To be honest, it was nice to see him as it had been over two months since we'd last 'been' together and almost a month since the last time that I had seen him; and that had only really been a quick "hello" in passing.

As it turned out, despite my fledgling relationship with Gary, that evening, things between George and me ended up proceeding in a fairly familiar fashion.

I admit, I could have stopped it at a number of points. I didn't have to accept his offer of a lift home afterwards and, having accepted, I didn't have to invite him in for a quick chat to see how he was doing and, having done that, I could have insisted that it was just a chat. I didn't have to suck his cock. I didn't have to end up in my room, naked and screaming the house down as he ate my pussy and fucked my brains out but, of course, that's exactly what happened.

Even though I knew I shouldn't be doing it, I enjoyed every second. One minute we had been sitting there, chatting happily about nothing in particular, the next, I was on my knees in front of him, my lips wrapped tightly around his cock. 

I loved feeling his cock slipping between my lips as I sucked him. It felt so good having him in my mouth again as my lips slid along his shaft, taking his knob deep into the back of my throat.

"Fuck, Julie, I've missed that," he groaned as I worked my mouth back and forth, swirling my tongue over his knob and around his shaft. In all honesty, I'd missed it too. I've sucked a lot of cocks but George's is the one my mouth (not to mention my pussy and arse) is most familiar with. That long and frequent familiarity meant I knew exactly what to do to give him the maximum pleasure possible and I employed that knowledge mercilessly.

As I sucked harder, George grabbed my head and began fucking my mouth with short, stabbing thrusts, driving the head of his cock into the back of my throat, bringing tears to my eyes. By this stage, I was so turned on, I didn't care; I was content to be used any way he wanted.

It wasn't long before I started to taste his familiar pre-cum oozing from his cock as his orgasm got closer. "Fuck, Julie! I've missed fucking your mouth so much!" he groaned, forcing me to take his cock all the way in.

As George began breathing deeper and faster, I wrapped my fingers around his cock and began to rub his shaft. With just his knob between my lips, I tongued the slit at its tip, driving him over the edge as my fingers pumped his shaft.

"Oh fuck! Oh Julie! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Oh fuck! Julie! Ohhhhhhh, Julllllliiiiiieeeeeeeeee!!!!!!" he moaned as his cock erupted, filling my mouth with his cum.

I loved the way he moaned my name, his hips thrusting uncontrollably, driving his cock between my lips as he fired his load into my mouth and down my throat. I loved having his rich cum on my tongue and I savoured its rich flavour before swallowing it down, sending it on its way to my stomach.

Despite the fury of his release, it didn't take George that long to recover and, before I knew it, I'd been dragged through to my bedroom, had my clothes pretty much ripped off, been thrown on to my bed with George between my legs, his face between my thighs.

Seconds later, as his tongue lashed my clit, my frustration and arousal boiled over, releasing a thunderously intense orgasm. "Ohhhhhhh, fuuuuccccckkkkkkk, mmmmmmmmmmm, yesssssssssssss!!!!!!" I cried as my back arched up off the bed in response to the powerful contractions that tore through my womb. I can't remember the last time I came so hard, so quickly. Even George was surprise by the intensity of my reaction.

I quickly recovered my composure and George continued his exploration of my pussy with his tongue at a more leisurely pace. As his tongue worked its way into and over my most sensitive and intimate flesh, George worked his fingers into my pussy, pumping them in and out, getting them well coated in my juices. I knew what was coming next and he didn't keep me waiting long.

Pulling his fingers from my quivering cunt, he raised them to my tits and began anointing my nipples with my juices. George knows how much that turns me on and I quickly let him know how deliciously dirty I found it.

His attentions quickly brought me to a second smaller, but still powerful climax which was soon followed by another and then another.

I think it's fairly safe to say that I thoroughly enjoyed the series of toe curling orgasms George inflicted on me as he feasted on my pussy, his tongue lashing my throbbing clit. Most of all, however, I particularly enjoyed having his deliciously familiar cock inside me once more, stretching and filling my pussy as he took me long and hard.

One moment, his tongue had been on my clit, feeding my orgasm as my body shook uncontrollably in response to his touch, the next he was above me and I felt my pussy stretching around his thick cock as he pushed it into me.

"Oh fuck George!" I cried as his cock filled me, "Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Fuck me so hard it hurts!"

Suffice to say, he did just that, ramming his cock into me with all his force, pounding my poor pussy relentlessly as I opened myself up for him, taking him in as deep as I could.

It felt so good having George inside me again after all this time. The way our bodies moved together felt so natural and right. Familiarity had taught him what buttons to press to maximise my pleasure and he was pressing them all as he fucked me with long, hard, powerful thrusts.

At the back of my mind, a small part of me kept trying to tell me that I shouldn't really be doing it. It was almost as if I was, in some way, being unfaithful to Gary before anything had even had the chance to develop. The rest of me, however, didn't care, it just revelled in the fact that I was there, in that moment, pinned to the bed as George's cock filled me.

"Harder!" I cried as his breathing became increasingly ragged. Sweat glistened on his brow as he strove to comply with my urgings. 

As I ran my hands over his body, I could feel the increasing tension that told me he wouldn't last much longer.

"I... I can't hold on!" he groaned as he plunged into me again and again.

I gripped his cock with the walls of my pussy, holding him tight as the surging thrusts of his hips became increasingly urgent.

Suddenly, my body began to shake. Powerful spasms gripped my pussy and womb. "Ohhhhhhh George!" I cried as I came once more, surrendering to the sensations.

Once again, he cried my name, "Julie! Oh... Oh sweet fucking Juuullllliiiiiieeeee!!!!!!"

Driving into me with one last, hard stroke, the dam burst and as he collapsed on top of me, his cock began emptying it's load into me.

I held him tight as his cock moved of its own volition, sending jet after jet of hot cum deep inside my cunt.

It felt so good. I had been taken hard, just as I had wanted; but, even as his cum flooded my pussy, my body warm and tingly and thoroughly well fucked, I also knew that I had to give him up; I couldn't keep doing this.

Afterwards, as we lay together, me having used my mouth to clean him up, his cum trickling from my well fucked pussy, I explained everything to George, including the situation with Gary. To my surprise, he was actually fine with it all. He accepted that it was my life and my decision and that, while he wasn't exactly over the moon about it, he respected me and respected my decision and that he would always be there for me as a friend (and a back-up shag if I ever needed one). He also added that, at least this way, we were able to end this particular bit of our relationship on a high. 

I'll concede that I had to agree with this last part. It was definitely better than ending it over coffee in Starbucks like I did the last time. 

In fact, I was so definitely in agreement that I managed to coax another erection out of him so that we could have one last long, hard and extremely satisfying fuck where George said 'a fond farewell' to each of my holes.

It was, I suppose, inevitable that we managed to save the best until last. As always, of course, I started things off with my mouth. I could taste myself on his shaft as I sucked his cock back to life. Once I had him hard again, I swung round, positioning my pussy above his mouth.

George's tongue lapped between my moist folds as I sucked hungrily on his cock. If this was going to be the last time that I had it in my mouth, I wanted to make sure we both enjoyed it fully.

Once again, George used his fingers to spread my juices, this time mixed with his cum, over my tits and nipples. It felt even more deliciously dirty than it had the time before and I soon began to feel a familiar warm glow spread over and through me.

It wasn't long before rippling tremors began running through my pussy and womb. My clit throbbed as George's tongue flicked over it. I let his cock slip from my mouth as my orgasm washed over me, letting me give voice to my pleasure. "Ohhhhhh fuck! Oh yessssss!" I moaned as George's tongue kept me at boiling point.

The intensity of my climax had me wanting to feel him inside me again. I turned round, reached back between my legs and, wrapping my fingers around his shaft, I guided him into me.

"Mmmmmmmm, yessssss!" I sighed as I sank down, impaling myself on George's thick cock, revelling in how good it felt to have it filling me as the walls of my pussy stretched to accommodate him.

I put my hands on his chest and began to work my hips up and down, sliding my pussy along his cock, gripping it tightly as I ground myself against him.

George reached for my tits and began licking and sucking them as I took his cock deep inside me. My orgasm, which hadn't quite subsided, re-ignited again.

Somehow, I climbed off and positioned myself on all-fours. George was quickly behind me. Grabbing my hips, he drove his cock into my quivering pussy with a single, hard thrust. "Ohhh fuck!" I groaned as he began pounding me from behind.

My pussy was aching when George pulled out. I knew what was coming next and waited with trembling anticipation. I felt his knob press against my tight rear entrance. My arsehole slowly yielded to his pressure and, slowly, inch by inch, George slid his cock into my back passage.

"Oh God, yesssss! Fuck my arse, George! Fuck my arse!" I moaned as he began to move his cock in and out.

He quickly increased his pace and was soon battering my tender arsehole. I reached back between my legs to finger my pussy and tease my clit as he buggered me mercilessly.

It was at that point that I felt a momentary pang of remorse when I realised that this was very likely to be the last time that I would feel George's cock inside me and that, very soon, he would be giving me his last ever load. With his cock buried deep in my back-passage and my clit beginning to throb under my fingertips, I almost changed my mind again. Almost, but not quite. There was still Gary to get to know and now, as George and I both moved towards our final climax together, I realised just how much I wanted that to happen.

"Oh God! Yessssss! Fuck my arse, George! Fuck it hard!" I moaned again and again as the contractions in my womb sent spasms surging through my body.

"I... I'm getting close, Julie," he groaned as he drove his cock into me, "I... I can't hold on!"

I pushed my hips back, impaling my tender arsehole on his cock as he plunged into my depths. "Cum, George!" I moaned, "Cum in my arse!"

Gripping my hips, George hammered into me. My fingers on my clit fed my orgasm, keeping me at boiling point.

"Here... here I cum!" he moaned as he lunged hard.

"Yes! Ohhhhhhh, yessssss!" I cried as his cock erupted, sending a thick jet of warm cum deep into my bowels.

Not wanting to waste this final load, I managed to slide off him and turn around. The next jet of cum splattered over my face and then George directed the remainder over my tits as I drove my fingers deep into my pussy, feeding the last throes of my own climax.

As George collapsed, spent, beside me, I slowly, but deliberately, used my fingers to wipe his cum from my skin, before lifting them to my mouth and licking them clean.

And that's how things finally ended between me and George. I must confess, I did cry a little when, as she held me in her arms, in bed, I told Katie all about it. My tears didn't last long, however, as Katie, bless her, cheered me up in the best possible way; hugging, kissing and licking me until I was too exhausted to do anything more than just fall asleep in her arms.



My Sex Life Ch. 24



Chapter 24: 'Getting To Know' Gary 

I had already been on a couple of 'dates' with Gary and, while nothing had actually happened, it was plainly obvious that he was definitely interested. The truth was, I was too. the fact that we hadn't done anything actually added to the attraction. It was nice, for once, to meet a guy who was actually interested in me as a person and was happy to take things slowly, allowing us to find things out about each other, rather than just rushing to get me into bed. Now, don't get me wrong, anyone who has read any of my previously writings will know that I'm certainly not averse to moving things on to the sex at the earliest possible opportunity but, for once, in Gary's case, I was happy that things were turning out a little bit differently.

Gary is 20 and in his second year of an engineering degree (having taken a year out between school and university to go travelling around Europe). He is about 6'3", so towers over my 5'5", well built (in a lean, rangy sort of way), has short, dark brown hair, brown eyes, has a quiet, understated, dry sense of humour and a great smile. He's also 'generously proportioned', but I'm getting ahead of myself there. Outwardly, he's quite shy, which I find kind of sweet, but, as I was to find out, that shyness in no way translates to any kind of inhibition in the bedroom.

All in all, things had been going pretty well; the only real problem on the horizon was, well, to put it bluntly, me. I'm not particularly good at relationships; my track record to date having been pretty atrocious. In short, faithfulness and fidelity have never been my strong points. Now, I could try and excuse that by pointing out that before George, my early relationships had never been much more than hormone fuelled experiments, as much on the part of my partners as of my own. It doesn't really change the fact that I ended up cheating on almost every one of them (whether or not I was being cheated on too is besides the point). With George, well apart from right at the end, it was him that was doing the cheating. He was simply one, albeit a very major one, of a string of partners I'd had while I had, to all intents and purposes, been single. The truth was, I hadn't had an actual boyfriend since shortly after George had began his affair with me and that was slightly over two years ago. The reason was, quite simply, that while I had quite clearly had a lot of fun both inside and outside of my relationships, I'd treated my actual boyfriends pretty deplorably. 

Now, here was Gary, whom I really liked and, what's more, didn't want to hurt. And, going by the fact that I had still managed to have my 'finalé' with George, while, still at a tentatively early stage with Gary ('whom I really liked and, what's more, didn't want to hurt'), things didn't really bode to well for the future.

To say I was just a wee bit confused at this point would, quite clearly, be a gross understatement.

Anyway, on this particular evening, we were meant to be going to the cinema but, as it happened, neither of us were in the mood. In Gary's case, he'd had a bit of a bad day and, in mine, well, partially it was my apprehension that I'd possibly buggered things up and, partially, it was because my shoulder (the one that I'd dislocated at judo before Christmas) was playing up again and causing me quite a bit of pain.

Gary's bad day didn't stop him from coming round with a very nice bottle of wine; so, instead, I rustled up some nachos and we spent the evening with a DVD on the sofa (we were on the sofa, not the DVD).

I decided, with a little trepidation, that I should come clean about my whole relationship dilemma thing (I kind of neglected to mention my farewell session with George on the grounds that that might have been a little too honest of me). Expecting the worst, I was pleasantly surprised when all Gary did was kiss me and tell me that it was all right and that we could just take things at whatever pace I was comfortable with and, if it didn't work out, well, it obviously wasn't meant to be, but that didn't mean that we couldn't have fun trying.

To say I was relieved was an understatement; I was pretty certain my unaccustomed honesty was going to scare him off but, apparently, he seemed to understand my apprehension; so, in that respect, all was well in Julie's world. 

I'm not sure if I've mentioned it, but Gary is a pretty good kisser so, I was quite happy just to have to put up with his reassuring kisses. It was while this was going on, that my shoulder (the one I dislocated) started acting up again. I must have been putting pressure on it and it began to ache.

Gary, bless him, noticed my discomfort and asked if I would like him to give it a rub. By now, I was quite ready to be doing some rubbing of my own (and I don't mean my shoulder) so I happily agreed.

At first, he just began working on it through my blouse, occasionally sliding his thumb in under my neck line to make better contact. It felt good having his fingers gently but firmly working on my neck and shoulders and I soon found myself relaxing in response to his touch.

Occasionally, I'd let out a yelp of pain as he applied a little too much pressure to a tender spot. This inevitably resulted in some very nice apologetic kissing on his part as he made it up to me. I will be honest and admit that I took advantage of this, exaggerating my discomfort and pretending that bits of me hurt that didn't just as an excuse to elicit more of his 'apologetic' kisses from him.

Eventually, I asked him if he'd object to me removing my blouse to make things easier for him and, strangely enough, he didn't mind at all.

Gary has quite big hands. Strong, but yet gentle and his ministrations certainly helped ease my shoulder (even despite my protestations to the contrary). I did, of course, advise him that he didn't have to restrict himself to just my neck and shoulders and, of course, he didn't. Nor, in the end, did he restrict himself to just using his hands either. It wasn't long before his lips and tongue were helping out too.

Things just kind of progressed from there. As Gary kissed and caresses my neck and shoulders, my bra joined my blouse on the floor and, it wasn't too much longer before my jeans were added to the growing pile of discarded clothing and I found myself stretched out on the floor, in just my knickers, with Gary's fingers and lips exploring all over my body.

"Mmmmmm, that feels nice," I encouraged as he kissed and licked his way up and down my spine. I was feeling warm and tingly and very relaxed but, while my back was enjoying Gary's attentions, my front was beginning to feel left out so, with just a hint of reluctance, I rolled over.

Strangely enough, Gary didn't require any instruction. After a long and lingering kiss, he moved down and began acquainting himself with my tits.

It felt so good as he caressed, kissed and licked them all over, and I told him so, repeatedly, squirming and sighing and getting incredibly turned on in response to his touch. My knickers were increasingly becoming uncomfortably damp as he sucked and teased my nipples.

I could, quite happily, have let him continue to play with my tits for ages; I'm never averse to letting a guy do his share of the work. I was, however, quite keen to begin to do a little exploring of my own.

I stopped him, announcing, "My turn," and quickly helped him out of his shirt and jeans. One thing that I hadn't been prepared for was just how hairy he was. I don't have a problem with hairy men, but I just wasn't expecting him to be for some reason. He is pretty well toned and definitely firm in all the right places. A few strategically placed 'inadvertent' brushes of my hand told me that, once I finally got him out of his boxers, I wasn't going to be disappointed in that area either.

And I wasn't. As I kissed and caressed his body, exploring it for the first time, I helped him out of his boxer shorts and got a first look at what they had been concealing. I have seen/had longer cocks, but not many and they weren't that much longer. It was, perhaps just slightly longer than George's, which was always a good starting point. Besides which, I'm more of a width girl than a length girl and his was just nicely proportioned, at least as thick as George's had been; big enough that I knew I'd feel pleasantly full with it inside me and yet, not so big that I'd end up with jaw ache just trying to get it in my mouth; which is, of course, what I proceeded to do.

His response was suitably rewarding. "Fuck, Julie," he gasped (it was the first, time I'd ever heard him swear), "If I'd known you were this good, I'd have let you do this sooner." I took that as a compliment. 

Gary clearly knew how to make all the right noises and say exactly the right things to let me know how much he was enjoying it as I worked my lips up and down his shaft, taking him deep into the back of my throat.

I always like getting to know a new cock and Gary's fine specimen was no exception.

"Oh, yes! That's good! " Gary moaned and sighed as I used my mouth to drive him wild. Just thinking about the fact that I would soon be feeling it inside my pussy was making me wetter and wetter.

I varied my pace. Licking, kissing and sucking, I did everything I could to ensure his enjoyment.

His hips began to buck, his breathing deepened. "I... I'm getting close," he warned me. "If you're going to stop, n... now would be the time to do it."

"Do you really want me to stop?" I teased.

"Um, well, not if you don't want to," he replied.

"OK then, since you put it so eloquently..." I teased again then wrapped my lips around him once more.

I sucked hard, stroking his cock with my fingers, driving him quickly to the brink."

"Oh God! Oh, oh, Julie!" he groaned. His cock twitched. His body tensed. I could feel his knob swell in my mouth.

"Ohhhhh! Ahhhhhh!" he moaned as he suddenly let go, releasing a nice, big load into my mouth that I swallowed down hungrily.

Gary's eruption, whilst powerful and intense, quickly subsided. I sucked the last drops of cum from his cock before letting it slip from between my lip. I sat back and smiled sweetly up at him. "Am I to take it that you enjoyed that?" I enquired coyly.

"Do... do you really need to ask?" he replied, "That was fantastic!"

Once he'd recovered, Gary commented on the fact that I was still a bit overdressed. I quickly slipped out of my knickers and he was decidedly complimentary of my soft, smooth pussy).

Almost at once, Gary was kissing and caressing my tits again, sending bolts of pleasure through me. His mouth clamped on to my nipple and he sucked hard as his free hand ran up the inside of my thigh. "Ohhhhhhhh, yesssssss!" I moaned with pleasure as his hand teased me, never quite making contact with the warm, wet folds of my pussy. His tongue circled my breasts, making them wet all over. 

After a short while, Gary moved his body and positioned himself between my legs. Slowly he dipped his head. I held my breath as I waited for what was to come next. 

Gary's tongue snaked out, lightly touching my lower lips. "Oooooooh fuck!" I cried out as that fleeting contact sent a shiver of pleasure through me. His tongue began probing. With short darting movements it had my moist lower lips apart and was flicking in and out of my entrance. His hands were on my breasts, squeezing and teasing them as his tongue lapped up and down my pussy. I could already feel the tension in me building. "If I'd known you were going to be this good, I definitely wouldn't have waited this long!" I sighed, echoing his earlier words.

Gary laughed then sucked my enflamed labia into his mouth and I screamed with delight. My pussy began to pulse, I was so close. "Oh God, that's sooooo good," I cried as his tongue slid inside me again, the walls of my pussy contracting around his tongue. Then, with just the slightest of touches as he squeezed my nipples, his tongue lightly flicked my clit. 

That one touch was all it took. My back arched, my heart pounded in my chest, wave after wave of pleasure broke over me. "Oh! Ohhhhhhhh! Mmmmmmm! Ahh!" were the only sounds I could make as my orgasm took me and held me in its embrace. My body shook with the intensity of what I was feeling. 

Gary lifted his face from my pussy, but I was having none of that. Wordlessly, I grabbed his head and pushed it back down. Gary's response was immediate. His tongue flicked out and swirled round my throbbing clit, sending new pulses of pleasure though me. His hands still squeezed my breasts, heightening the sensations. 

He began sucking on my clit, gently drawing it between his teeth. My pussy contracted even more violently in response, the intensity of the sensations moved up another gear. I was coming but the peak of my orgasm seemed to be nowhere in sight. 

By now I was so wet I could hardly feel Gary's tongue as it lapped at my cunt. He was alternating between my clit and my pussy hole keeping me at the boil. My pussy and my womb spasmed uncontrollably as my orgasm continued. It was so intense it was draining me to the point where I thought I would pass out. 

With the last reserves of energy I managed to whisper, "Fuck me Gary. Please. I can't take any more. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck..., uhh, Ooohhh!!!!" 

I had definitely been appreciative of his tongue but now I was hungry for him to move on to the main event.

When he did, my suspicions were confirmed. Gary's lovely thick cock filled me and stretched me. "Oh fuck, Gary!" I gasped, "Your cock feels soooo good inside me." 

We weren't in any hurry so we just took it slowly and easily and let the sensations build up. Gary slowly increased his pace, powering into me with long, hard thrusts.

I brought my knees up to let him in deeper. "Harder! Ooh harder!" I moaned as his cock ground in and out. Gary responded again; his pace increased to satisfy my demands. My hands clutched at his arse, trying to push him in deeper. "Ahhh mmm!" I sighed as a warm glow spread out from my pussy to engulf my whole body. 

We rolled over. My pussy slid up and down the length of his shaft. The walls of my cunt gripped it tightly, milking it as I rode him with mounting intensity. With each thrust of my hips I ground my body against his, sending small electric shocks through my swollen clit. 

Gary propped himself up and started playing with my tits, cupping and squeezing them in his hands, licking and sucking them. His attentions lifted me to new heights of passion. I slid my pussy up to the very tip of his cock and briefly held myself there. Then I slammed myself back down, my pussy filled utterly with his cock. 

Over and over again, up and down, I impaled myself on him, savouring the feeling of every inch of my pussy's journey along the length of his lovely thick cock. 

We rolled back and I was below him again. His cock plunging in and out of me like a piston, our hips marking time together meeting each thrust. 

"Go on!" I urged. "Harder, harder. Fuck me harder! Don't stop. Please don't stop. Fuck me, Gary! Go on, fuck me! Fuck meeee!!" 

Sweat was dripping off Gary's face as he drove his cock into me. He was getting close. I could feel my own climax building and I wondered if he could hold out long enough to tip me over the edge again. 

He did. As he pounded my increasingly tender pussy with all his force, my body began to shake beneath his. "Oh God! Oh yesssssss!" I moaned, holding Gary tight as, once again my body was gripped in the throes of a powerful, all-consuming climax.

Although we had started slowly and tenderly, by the time Gary came, the pace had increased and we had been going for it like the world was about to end. I don't know, but sometimes, a good, hard fuck feels all the better when it starts off slowly and just builds and builds until neither of you can take any more. This had most definitely been one of those times.

My climax was all it took to push Gary over the edge. "Julie! Oh Julie!" he groaned as his body went rigid then began to tremble. I pulled him close and held him even tighter as he released his load. 

Sadly, the obligatory early-relationship condom stopped me from feeling his release inside me but his taut, tense body, felt so good as it pressed firmly against mine. Once he'd pulled out, Gary was particularly appreciative when I slid down and, after disposing of the offending piece of rubber, proceeded to clean his cock with my mouth.

After we'd recovered, we had a shower, and snuggled on the sofa to watch the remainder of the DVD and finish off the wine. After that, we went to bed and, before we went to sleep, we did it all again; only this time, it was even better.

It felt nice to have him there beside me when I woke up the next morning and Gary assured me that he really enjoyed waking up with me (the fact that he did so with my lips wrapped firmly around his cock and ended up giving my pussy another pretty solid pounding before we got up, could have contributed to that, however).

So there you have it. As first times go, it was pretty damned good and I think I'm going to enjoy getting to know Gary's body and letting him get to know mine. I had a silly grin on my face for the rest of that day (I also ended up with a rather painful carpet burn on my bum but, fuck, it was worth it).

One other slightly unexpected benefit, although I admit, it could just be a coincidence, is that, strangely, my shoulder was just fine after all that.



My Sex Life Ch. 25



Chapter 25: Gary's 'Triple Crown'

According to Gary, the only good thing about staying in to watch the Calcutta Cup match was the half-time entertainment; which took the form of a blow-job, administered, of course, by yours truly. 

Having spent most of the first half lying on the sofa, with my head cushioned on his thigh, occasionally stroking the growing bulge in the front of his jeans and, having already undone his zip so that I could slide my fingers in and play with his cock; almost as soon as the half-time whistle had blown, I had fished it out and proceeded to give it a lick.

Funnily enough, Gary offered no complaints as I stroked and licked his cock, making it nice and wet all over before wrapping my lips around it and beginning to suck. Apparently, he is extremely happy with my tendency to provide him with, what he calls, 'spontaneous suction' and this occasion was no exception. As I worked my lips back and forth along his thick shaft, he was quite vocal with his encouragement.

"Oh, Julie, that's so good," he gasped as I slipped his cock from my mouth and began to tongue his knob. I always like it when I'm complimented mid blow-job.

As I took his cock in my mouth again, Gary twisted his fingers in my hair and, with just the slightest of pressure began pushing my head down, making me take more and more into my mouth.

"Take it all, Julie. Go on. Take it all," he said, not quite demanding. I did my best to relax, changing position to open up my throat as I worked my way down. My eyes began to water as I slowly but determinedly worked the final inch into my mouth. His short pubic hair tickled my nose as his knob filled the back of my throat.

"Ahhhhh, good girl!" he gasped as I swallowed involuntarily, my throat tightening around his swollen knob, making it hard for me to breath. I could only hold him there for a few seconds before I slid back up.

"You liked that?" I asked, my voice a little hoarse.

"Fuck, yes. You're amazing!" he replied emphatically.

Reassured that my talents were being appreciated, I proceeded to do it again and again, over and over until my throat began to ache.

Fortunately, Gary didn't mind when I reverted to a more conventional sucking style. I liked the way he stroked his fingers through my hair as I bobbed my head up and down, working my lips along every inch of his lovely thick cock, quietly murmuring encouragement as I feasted on him.

Pre-cum was already leaking from his cock and, with my head resting on his lap as I sucked him, I could feel him beginning to tense. "Getting close," he warned me as his breathing quickened.

I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and began to rub as I sucked on his swollen knob. "Fuck! Ohhhh fuck!" he gasped as his hips began to move. I knew he wasn't going to last much longer and I began tonguing the slit at the tip of his knob.

"Oh Julie!" he moaned suddenly, "I... I can't... Ahhhhh!" his cock twitched in my hand, I could feel his cum surging up.

"Juullliiiieeeeee!!!" he cried as his cock erupted, "Oh... Ohhhhhh, Julie!"

I swallowed quickly; hungrily wolfing down his cum as it flooded into my mouth. Gary thrust his cock between my lips, firing jet after hot, creamy jet on to my tongue.

Finally, he was spent. I sucked the last drops from his flagging cock before letting it slip from between my lips.

Gary was particularly impressed with my sense of timing, which resulted in him blowing his load just as the teams were about to retake the field, thus not interrupting his viewing of the game. However, only ten or so minutes into the second half, with Scotland's cause looking increasingly lost, Gary turned his attention from the television to me.

The great thing about Gary is, much as he enjoys the amount of attention that I bestow upon his cock with my mouth, it's not all one-way traffic. He's pretty good at making sure my pussy and clit get all the thorough tongue-lashings they require, generally making sure I cum at least two or three times. So I definitely have no complaints either; which is nice.

Getting off the sofa, he knelt in front of me. I swung my legs round and wriggled my bum to the edge, lifting it slightly as Gary tugged my jeans and knickers off. With my pussy exposed, Gary wasted no time, getting quickly into his stride as he began lapping between my moist lower lips.

I was supposed to be keeping an eye on the game for him; letting him know if there was anything worth watching but I found it particularly hard to concentrate on what was happening on screen. Somewhat unfortunately, and decidedly inappropriately, I let out an almighty, "Oh Yesssssss!" of pleasure that coincided with an England try. Deciding that even the great Bill McLaren would never have been that impartial, after that I gave up and decided simply to enjoy what was going on 'below the touchline'.

Having struggled out of my top, I began to play with my tits with one hand while the other pressed against the back of Gary's head, forcing his mouth even more firmly against me.

As he lapped at my pussy, Gary worked two fingers into my cunt and began pumping them in and out. With my eyes screwed tightly shut, the game forgotten, I began squeezing and tugging on my nipples. The intense stimulation quickly brought me to boiling point.

"Yesssssss! Mmmmmmm, fuck, yessss!" I moaned, my bum squirming on the edge of the sofa as Gary's tongue on my clit and his fingers in my pussy fed my orgasm.

My hands dropped from my tits to Gary's head and I pulled it towards me, increasing the pressure on my clit, heightening the already intense sensations.

Before long, I felt the first stirrings of my orgasm as contractions began to ripple through my pussy and womb. "Mmmmmm, yessss! Oh God, yessssssss!" I cried as the feelings steadily increased in intensity. I was squirming so much, I almost slid off the sofa; only Gary's arms around my thighs stopped me from falling.

I've no idea how long Gary kept me there. My orgasm washed over and through me in waves; peaking and subsiding over and over again. I cried out as each flick of his tongue against my throbbing clit sent fresh spasms of pleasure coursing through me.

"Fuck me, Gary," I heard myself say. I felt a brief feeling of relief as Gary pulled away and stood up. Still perched on the edge of the sofa, I spread my legs wide, opening myself up for him.

Gary kissed me lightly on the lips then pressed his hips forward. His cock slipped easily into me. "Yessss! Oh yessss!" I cried as he began to plunge into my hot, moist depths.

With his arms either side of me, bracing himself on the back of the sofa for support, Gary dipped his head to lick my tits as his cock ploughed in and out. Wrapping my legs around him, I clutched at his arse with my hands, pulling him into me as I revelled in the sensation of having my cunt stuffed full with his cock. 

"Oh yes! Harder, Gary, harder!" I cried as he powered into me. Somehow, I managed to slide one of my hands between us, allowing me to stroke my clit as Gary fucked me, his mouth alternating between my nipples.

"Gary! Oh fuck, Gary!" I cried as my orgasm reignited. My body heaved and convulsed beneath his. Gary began to gently nibble on my neck, driving me even wilder.

"Take me from behind," I whispered in his ear. Gary pulled out and, from somewhere, I fund the strength to turn around, leaning on the back of the sofa for support.

"Ummmmmmfffuuuuccckkkkkk!!!" I moaned as Gary impaled me from behind. He grabbed my hips and pulled me back on to him as he drove forward. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" I cried in time with his thrusts. I was being taken hard and rough and I was loving every second.

"Slap my arse!" I cried, "Gary, slap my arse. "

Gary did as I demanded, bringing his hand down with a resounding slap on the upturned cheeks of my bum. The stinging pain of his slaps brought tears to my eyes but they were tears of pleasure as much as pain. I was being fucked like a dirty little slut and I was loving it.

In and out, over and over, Gary stabbed his thick cock mercilessly into my increasingly tender pussy. I rubbed my clit furiously, eliciting ever more powerful sensations.

I looked back over my shoulder. "Since, you're back there, how about fucking the other hole, if... uh... you don't mind?" I asked.

Gary smiled broadly. He pulled out, leaving my pussy feeling empty as he positioned himself to fuck my arse for the first time.

Using his fingers, Gary lubricated my tight rear hole with my juices. I bit my lip to stifle a moan as his swollen knob pressed against my rear opening.

"Oh Gary," "Oh Julie," we moaned in unison as he slowly sank his cock, inch by inch into my arse.

"Oh God, that feels good!" Gary sighed as he began to work his cock in and out.

"Mmmmmmmmm," was all the reply I could muster. I've always been a fan of taking a guy's cock up my arse; the sensations it produces are so intense and deliciously dirty. Feeling Gary's lovely thick cock invading my rear hole for the first time, heightened the sensations even more.

"Yes, Gary, yessssssss! Fuck my arse!" I cried as he slammed into me, his balls slapping against my enflamed pussy lips with every stroke.

I fingered my pussy and rubbed my clit as Gary plunged into my back-passage. Reaching forward, he grabbed my tits, squeezing them and teasing my nipples with his fingers as he buggered me.

"Oh... Ohh, Julie! I... I can't hold on!" he cried. I drove my fingers deep into my pussy, pressing my thumb firmly against my clit as Gary's fingers tightened around my nipples.

"Yessssssssssssss!" I sobbed.

"Oh fuck, Julie!" he cried.

We came together, my body shaking as his cock erupted, sending thick jets of sperm deep into my bowels.

Needless to say, the remainder of the match, along with most of the Wales v Ireland one that followed was missed. It's kind of difficult to concentrate when you've got your eyes screwed tight and your moans are drowning out the commentary. Suffice to say that by the time Brian O' Driscoll and co. completed their Grand Slam efforts, Gary had ensured that I'd been slammed rather grandly myself and he had completed his own version of the 'Triple Crown'.



My Sex Life Ch. 26



Chapter 26: Fun In The Sun 

Back in the depths of what had been a particularly cold and miserable winter, Katie and I had decided to book a week in the sun to coincide with our Easter break. Having booked our holiday on a particularly snowy day in early February, I had been looking forward sunning myself on a beach or beside a pool, relaxing and, well taking advantage of any other 'recreational' activities that might present themselves. Even if Katie had become a one man woman since she'd been going out with Dan, that wasn't going to stop me from 'enjoying' myself if the opportunity arose.

Of course, I hadn't counted on the fact that by the time Katie and I jetted off, I would have a boyfriend too and, as far as other guys were concerned, we were both going to be on our best behaviour.

Of course, that 'best behaviour' clause only applied to other guys; it very specifically did not apply to what we got up to with each other. Naturally, Katie and I exploited that particular loophole at every opportunity.

On this particular occasion, Katie had decided to opt for a lazy lie in. In part, this was because we had been up quite late the night before and she didn't actually have to get up but mostly, I suspect, it had more to do with her feeling just a teeny-weeny bit delicate on account of the amount we'd had to drink the previous evening.

Anyway, she was still sprawled out in bed and showing no sign of going anywhere anytime soon when, around 10am, I kissed her goodbye, gathered up my stuff and headed off to the pool.

It was less than a ten minute walk from our apartment to the pool. The sun was well up and it was already pretty hot. Despite there being a pretty large contingent of German holidaymakers at the resort, I didn't have any trouble securing a sun-lounger. Stripping off quickly down to just my sun hat and almost indecently skimpy bikini bottoms, and stopping only to apply a generous covering of sun cream all over and dig my trashy novel out of my bag, I settled down to enjoy the sun.

The fact that I was behaving myself didn't, however, prevent me from sizing up the talent on offer from beneath the rim of my hat and from behind the safety of my sunglasses. There were quite a number of guys (and a few girls) where, had things been different, I would have been quite up for finding some shady, out of the way spot and having my wicked way with them. Instead, I just had to content myself with my daydreams and the knowledge that Katie and I were more than capable of 'amusing' ourselves and each other. One thing was certain though, Gary wasn't going to know what hit him when I got home. A week without cock is a bloody long time when you're used to having it pretty much available on demand.

The morning passed pleasantly as I alternated between baking myself in the sun and cooling off in the pool but, eventually, my stomach decided it needed some attention so I packed up my stuff and headed back to the apartment for some lunch.

Having stopped to pick up some bread and cheese on the way, I got back to find Katie sunning herself on the balcony. After a quick shower, I made up some sandwiches, got some nice cold water from the fridge, stripped off once more (this time down to just my hat and sunglasses) and made my way out to join her. 

Our balcony was fairly private, so it made the ideal spot for eliminating any 'white patches'. I suspect however, if someone really wanted to, they could have found a way of observing us. If anyone did manage that particular afternoon (or on any other number of occasions), they would definitely have got a treat.

There were, of course, a couple of very nice beaches nearby where nude sunbathing wasn't just tolerated but seemed to be the norm; and we frequented them quite regularly during our stay. In the early afternoon, however, our balcony was at the perfect angle to catch the sun and was a lot more convenient. It also provided us with the opportunity to duck back inside to the shade if things got a little 'too hot' although, to be honest, mostly we didn't care and that afternoon was one of those carefree occasions.

Having made short work of the sandwiches I'd prepared, it all started off with us rubbing suntan lotion on to each other. Of course, the trouble is, once Katie and I start exploring each other with our hands, we usually can't stop and it's only a matter of time until our mouths get involved in the action too. This time was, of course, no exception.

The sweat and the lotion made our bodies slick and the heat just made our bodies even more sensitive to the touch of each other's hands.

Within seconds we were sharing a long, deep passionate kiss, our tongue dancing inside each other's mouths, our hands gently caressing each other. After a few minutes, I began to kiss my way down her neck, nibbling gently as I went, until I found myself at her tits.

I let my tongue swirl all over their surface, occasionally eliciting a gasped, "Ooohh!" of pleasure from Katie as my tongue flicked over her nipples. As I sucked and licked Katie's tits, my fingers found their way to her smooth pussy. She was warm and wet and I easily slid two fingers into her. "Ohhhh, Julie!" she moaned as I began to work them in and out, twisting them inside her, my thumb teasing her clit.

I worked a third finger into her pussy. Katie's back arched up off the mat and, with a low moan of pleasure, she came, her pussy contracting, gripping my fingers tightly inside her.

I let her recover before beginning to kiss my way down over her abdomen. I moved between her legs and ran my tongue up the inside of her thighs. "Ohhhhh, mmmmmm!" she gasped as my tongue lightly grazed her moist, smooth lower lips and wormed its way between them.

The taste and scent of Katie's juices was intoxicating as I began to feast on her pussy. Katie would whimper softly, her fingers in my hair, lightly pulling me against her as my tongue licked over her clit.

"Ohhhh, Julie," she sighed as I worked my fingers inside her again, "That's just soooo good!"

I continued to flick my tongue over her swollen bud, my fingers twisted inside her. The walls of Katie's pussy flexed, gripping my fingers as her body began to tremble.

"Oh fuck! Oh yes! I'mmmmmm cummmmmming!" she moaned as her body began to shake ever more violently.

I didn't stop. I kept licking and sucking. My tongue darting inside her; my fingers reaching up to tease her nipples as I fed her climax.

Katie's body shook harder and harder. Her moans became deeper and longer. Her breathing became increasingly laboured as she came again and again, her sweet juices flooding into my mouth.

Still I continued, wanting to give Katie as much pleasure as she could endure. "Yessssss! Oh, fuck! Yesssss!" she screamed as her climax climbed to new heights.

The heat of the sun and the intensity of her climax drained the energy from her body. "No more! Ohhhhh, please, no more!" she begged me at last, weakly, unable to endure any more. 

Reluctantly, I did as I was asked and moved up to lie beside her, enfolding her in my arms, feeling her heart pound in her chest. She thanked me with a dreamily contented smile and I kissed her, tenderly, lingeringly on the lips then just held her, gently caressing her as she slow regained control of her body.

After a few minutes, Katie kissed me and whispered, "Your turn." She kissed me again. This time it quickly increased in passion, her hands roving all over me as her tongue explored my mouth.

She began to move down, kissing and nibbling my neck until she came to my tits. "Mmmmmm, that's nice," I murmured as she began to lick and suck on my nipples.

She caressed my inner thigh with one hand as her mouth worked on my tits. The heat of the sun on my naked body added to my arousal. I tensed and lazily opened my legs slightly as her fingers worked towards their target. 

"Oooh, yessss!" I moaned as her fingers slipped between my moist lower lips. Katie slid her finger into my pussy and my muscles contracted to grip it tightly. She pulled it out and then used it to tease my nipples, coating me with my own juices. "Ohhhhhh, mmmmmmm," I moaned again as she moved her mouth to suck my essence from my nipple. 

The finger of her other hand was now in my pussy and she was soon repeating the process on the other side. 

Over and over, knowing how much I loved it, Katie's finger dipped into my hot wet hole then spread my juices over my tits, only to have her mouth lick and suck them clean. The feelings were deliciously dirty and I soon found myself on the brink of an orgasm. "Yesssssss!" I sighed as my body shook when her fingers brushed lightly over my clit. "Yes! Oh yesssss!" I breathed as I surrendered myself to the sensations. 

"Nice?" asked Katie softly. 

"Mmm, nice," was all I could muster in reply. 

Katie removed her fingers from my pussy, giving me the chance to recover and kissed me. I could taste myself on her lips. Hungry for more I lifted her hand to my mouth and sucked her fingers between my lips, savouring the rich taste of my arousal. 

Without any further delay Katie was kneeling in front of me. I wriggled my bum forward so that I could lie down comfortably. Her tongue pushed between my moist lower lips and licked the length of my slit. 

As always, Katie's tongue was soft and my body shuddered in response to its touch. She flicked her tongue lightly over my clit, sending bolts of pleasure shooting through me. "Ohhhh, mmmmm!" I moaned in appreciation as she delicately sucked my labia into her mouth. 

My hands stroked over my tits as Katie's tongue darted in and out of my pussy. My nipples were stiff and I teased them between my fingers as Katie's tongue hungrily explored my pussy. 

I felt my body begin to tingle as my arousal rose even higher. "Yes," I sighed, "Oh that feels so good." Katie sucked my clit between her lips and flicked her tongue over he tip. My body responded and I began to feel the first stirrings of my impending climax. "Oh yes! Don't stop!" I moaned as Katie's tongue lapped up and down between my lower lips, tracing its path from my hot, wet hole to my clit and back again. 

My body began to shake. Squeezing my tits together as Katie's tongue fanned the flames of my passion higher, I bit my lip and let the pressure grow. My body screamed for release as Katie's mouth relentlessly drove me closer and closer to my orgasm. 

Finally, I could hold off no longer. "Mmmmoooh!!" I moaned as my back arched, lifting my bum off the mat. I clutched Katie's head pushing her mouth even more firmly against my throbbing clit as the walls of my pussy contracted sending violent spasms through my womb. My head lashed from side to side as my climax held me in its grasp. 

Katie's tongue still flicked over my clit but now her touch was lighter, slower, more tender as she endeavoured to hold me at boiling point. 

"No more! No more!" I gasped finally. Smiling, Katie reached out to me.

We lay there in the sun for about half an hour before deciding to cool off with a dip in the pool. After that, we both headed off to one of those beaches I mentioned earlier and spent the rest of the afternoon either baking in the sun, or splashing about in the sea.

All in all, it was a particularly pleasant way to spend a morning and afternoon.



My Sex Life Ch. 27



Chapter 27: Home Again

Gary came and picked Katie and me up from the airport and, after dropping Katie off at Dan's (so that he could welcome her home in a suitable fashion), since it was still mid-afternoon, we didn't go straight back to the flat as planned. Instead, since the weather was so good, we headed off for a drive down the coast in East Lothian. 

Having parked at the car park at Aberlady bird sanctuary, we went, armed only with his car blanket, to find somewhere isolated.

It took us about quarter of an hour to tramp our way to the beach and then about another ten minutes to find somewhere where we were reasonably confident we wouldn't be disturbed. The chances of that were unlikely given that the beach was pretty much deserted but we decided it was better to be safe than sorry.

After Corfu, it was strange to be on a beach that was almost completely devoid of people. The sun was still high in the sky (although it was nowhere near as warm as Corfu had been), the sand stretched for miles and, from where we were sitting, we could see right out along the Forth towards the bridges. The word, idyllic, certainly sprung to mind.

If you've ever visited that stretch of coast, you'll know what I'm talking about; if you haven't, you really should some day; but enough of the tourist description.

We stretched out on the blanket and began to kiss. Gary's hands were all over me and he kept telling me how much he'd missed not 'seeing' me during the week that I'd been away.

As we kissed, I was content to let him lift my t-shirt up so that he could kiss and caress my tits (I'd sort of forgotten to put a bra on when I got dressed that morning). Gary was quite impressed by my lack of white bits. 

As his mouth reacquainted itself with my tits, he slid a hand up under my skirt and discovered that I'd also forgotten my knickers (I can be quite careless that way sometimes) and that he already had me very wet. To be completely honest, it wasn't his recent attention that had got me that way; to steal a line from the film, Gerry Maguire, he'd had me at "hello".

Without any prompting from me, he moved between my legs, dropped his face to my pussy and, being even more impressed by my further lack of white bits, began to lick. 

After having only had Katie's tongue on my pussy for the past week, it felt good to have Gary's tongue working its way between my moist folds again. That isn't to say that Gary is better than Katie, simply that I haven't had time to get used to his tongue in the way I have with hers.

I began to moan softly as Gary lapped at my pussy. "Oh, Gary, that's so good!" I breathed as he slid a couple of fingers into me and began to work them in and out as his tongue flicked over my clit.

It only took a few minutes for me to feel the first stirrings of my orgasm. "Play with my tits, Gary," I begged as he ate my pussy. He quickly did as I asked, coating my nipples with my juices.

The effect was immediate. Teasing my nipples as his tongue flicked my clit, I felt the pressure inside me mount and, suddenly, I was cumming hard. "Oh fuck! Oh yessssss! Oh Gary!" I moaned as quietly as I could as my body shook in response to his touch. 

There's something about being outside on a lovely warm afternoon that, I find, makes the sensations so much more intense. I wanted to cry out and did moan a bit but I was painfully aware that we were probably no more than about a quarter of a mile away from a golf course and, given the tranquillity, my voice might well have carried that far if I'd given full volume to my climax. As it was, the need to restrain myself only heightened the sensations.

My body trembled and shook as Gary continued to lash my clit and my orgasm washed over me like the waves breaking on the shore just a few yards away.

Eventually, I forced his head away. "Enough! Ohhhh fuck! No more!" I begged. "I want you inside me, Gary. I've missed that lovely cock of yours all week and I want it in me now!" 

Gary quickly pulled down his shorts and was on top of me, the head of his cock pressing against the entrance of my pussy. "Ohhhhh yessssss!" I moaned as he slowly sank into me, making me savour each inch as it slipped inside.

We kissed as he thrust in and out and I could taste myself on his lips and tongue. The friction of his body against mine quickly reignited my orgasm and I was moaning and sighing as his cock pounded me.

Spreading my legs wide, opening myself up for him, I grabbed his arse and pulled him towards me. It felt so good having my pussy filled with his cock. As my orgasm coursed through me, I let out a loud, "Yessssss!" of pleasure, not caring if anyone heard me.

"I'm getting close," Gary announced eventually, breathing hard and with sweat dipping down his face. "Cum in my mouth," I urged, albeit somewhat reluctantly. Much as I would have loved him to have flooded my pussy with cum, I was mindful of the fact that I didn't have any knickers and the potential mess that my cum-flooded pussy might have on the upholstery of his car seat. He pulled out and I immediately felt an uncomfortable emptiness where he'd been before. I slid down and took his cock in my mouth. Savouring the taste of my juices on his shaft and sucking hard, I stroked his cock with one hand and played with his balls with the other. 

In next to no time at all I pushed Gary over the edge. "I... I'm cumming, Julie!" he moaned and my efforts were rewarded with him shooting jets of hot, sticky cum into my mouth which, of course, I happily swallowed.

We lay out in the sun for about half an hour after that before deciding to head back to the car.

It was about 7:30 when we got back to his. We'd stopped to get a pizza on the way. We polished it off, washed down with a couple of ice-cold bottles of lager then made our way to the bedroom.

It didn't take me very long to get undressed given that I was only wearing a pair of sandals, my skirt and t-shirt. It didn't actually take Gary that much longer, although he did pause to admire my all-over tan, and then we were on his bed kissing and exploring each other's bodies properly with our hands and mouths. 

Eventually, we ended up in a 69 and Gary's tongue lapped at my pussy once again as I sucked his cock fully back to life.

Gary licked me until I came. It wasn't as powerful or as intense as the one I'd had at the beach, but then, there's no such thing as a bad orgasm and I savoured it as its energy surged through me.

Once my climax subsided, I turned round, reached back between my legs and slowly impaled myself on him. As I slid down his cock, I luxuriated in the feeling of having my pussy slowly filled. After a week of well behaved abstinence, I couldn't get enough of having him inside me.

I rode his cock with carefree abandon and Gary licked and sucked on my tits as they bounced and jiggled in front of his face. "That's it, make my tits nice and wet all over!" I demanded, flexing the walls of my pussy around his cock for emphasis. Gary did as I required; coating my tits with a warm, wet film of saliva. He rubbed it in to my skin as I ground my body against his.

I came again, suddenly, my pussy gripping his cock tight inside me as lightning bolts pulsed through my body. "Yessssss! Oh fuck, yessssssssssss!" I cried. Gary squeezed my tits and sucked hard on my nipples, intensifying the power of my orgasm.

I let my climax run its course as I slid my pussy up and down his cock. No longer worried about whether or not I could be overheard, I gave full voice to my pleasure.

When I calmed down, Gary asked if he could fuck my arse. With a dreamy smile on my face, I nodded, dismounted and got on all fours. Gary quickly positioned himself behind me and slipped into my pussy as he applied some lube to my arsehole.

After a few thrusts, his cock slipped from my pussy and I felt its head pressing against my tight rear hole. "Mmmmmmmm, yessssssssssss!" I sighed as his cock sank into my back-passage, stretching me as it worked its way in. Once he was fully in, he began to fuck me. "Faster! Harder!" I urged. 

Gary, increased his pace, fucking my arse harder and harder, his balls slapping against my pussy lips with every delicious stroke of his cock.

I rubbed my clit as he fucked my arse and, before long, I was cumming again, screaming the house down as his cock battered my arsehole. I dread to think what his neighbours must have thought if they heard; I was just thankful his flatmates were away.

As Gary buggered me mercilessly, I found myself fantasising about what it would be like to have George fucking my pussy at the same time. At the same time, in my mind, as well as being taken by two thick cocks, I was eating Katie's pussy, her moans of pleasure joining with mine as she came again and again.

With my imagination in overdrive, my fingers on my throbbing clit and Gary's cock battering my tight and tender arsehole, my climax climbed to ever increasing heights.

I was so lost in the throes of my orgasm that I was totally oblivious to Gary's gasped warnings that he too was close to boiling point.

Suddenly, Gary was cumming too, his cock firing thick jets of cum deep into my bowels. "Ohhhh, Gary!" I moaned as his cock throbbed and pulsed in the tight confines of my back-passage. With our bodies drained, we collapsed, his cock still inside me, on to the bed.

After a shower to get cleaned up, we made a half-hearted attempt to watch some film on the TV. To be honest though, our attentions were almost entirely on each other and it wasn't to long until we retired to the bedroom where Gary managed once again to demonstrate very convincingly that he had, in fact, missed me. I think I also did a pretty good job of convincing him that, actually, I had missed him too.

Just goes to show that, nice as it is to get away some times, it's even nicer to get home again.



My Sex Life Ch. 28



Chapter 28: On The Way Home 

If you are driving along the A6093 between Dalkeith and Haddington, just after you enter Pencaitland there is a turning on the right, immediately after the malting works, that leads up a dirt track road to the Pencaitland Railway carpark (if you are going in the opposite direction, it's on the left just before you leave the village, just look out for the Saltire flying next to the turn-off). The railway line has long been disused and the tracks are gone but, during the day, it is a popular route for walkers, cyclists and horse riders. After dark, the carpark has been known to play host to other activities.

Somehow, it was in that very carpark that Gary and I found ourselves yesterday evening.

Why were we there? Well, Gary had been playing rugby in Haddington and we'd spotted it on our way there and decided it might be worth a closer look on our way home.

As it happened, Gary's team won a very closely contested match, 18 points to 16, with Gary scoring one of his team's trys and I, naturally, decided that a congratulatory blow-job was in order. To be fair, I'd have quite happily given every member of the winning team a congratulatory blow-job before proceeding to give every member of the losing team a consolation one but, of course, I'm behaving myself these days and, to be honest, I'm quite content to restrict myself to Gary.

Anyway, having driven into the carpark as dusk was settling, and finding it deserted, I quickly set about 'congratulating' Gary on his (and his team's) performance. The engine had barely stopped before I had his cock in my hand, stroking it encouragingly, while telling him what I was about to do.

Thanks to the two and a bit years I spent being George's bit on the side before I met Gary, I've had plenty of experience of going down on guys in cars, so I quickly got myself into position so that I could take his lovely thick cock into my mouth without injuring myself on the gear stick.

"Oh fuck! That's good!" he gasped as I slid my lips down his shaft, taking him in deeper and deeper until his swollen knob lodged in the back of my throat. I began to work my lips back and forth, sometimes slowly, sometimes fast, occasionally slipping his cock out of my mouth so that I could swirl my tongue over and around his knob. As I gorged myself on his cock, Gary kept up a running commentary, telling me how good it felt and how much of a dirty little slut I was, sucking him off in the car where any passers-by could see us.

I still find it quite amusing that Gary, who is normally quite quiet and serious, almost to the point of shyness, transforms into such a filthy-talking, sometimes domineering lover. Actually, I find it quite a turn-on that I'm able to bring out that side of him. I always enjoy it when my partner lets me know how much they are appreciating my efforts and Gary can often be pretty graphic in the way he voices his approval of my attentions.

Anyway, I did my best to comply with his demands to, "Suck harder!" and, "Take it all!" Funnily enough, there's no hardship involved in doing something you enjoy and it probably comes as no surprise to anyone reading this that sucking on a nice hard cock is one of my favourite recreational activities, second only to being fucked senseless by said nice hard cock.

Sucking hard as my lips slid along his length, it didn't take long for me to get Gary close to boiling point. Breathing hard, with his fingers twisted in my hair, his hips began to thrust, driving his cock deep into my hungry mouth.

"I'm going to cum in your mouth!" he groaned. "I'm going to shoot my load right down your slutty throat!"

I slid my lips up until only Gary's swollen knob remained in my mouth. I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and began pumping up and down, my hand blurring as it moved.

I felt him tense. "Julie! Oh fuck! Julie!" he roared as his cock erupted, filling my mouth with jet after jet of hot, thick, sticky cum. I swallowed his initial spurts quickly. As his eruption subsided, I let it pool in my mouth, allowing me to savour its rich taste before sending it on its way, down my throat and into my stomach.

I cleaned him up with my mouth then tucked him away before kissing him lightly on the cheek. "I trust you enjoyed that?" I enquired.

"Fantastic," he replied. "I know a certain cum-hungry little slut who is going to get her arse seriously fucked for that when we get back to the flat."

My smile would have put the Cheshire cat to shame.

As we drove home, I pulled up the front of my skirt, revealing once again that I'd mislaid, or perhaps, more accurately, neglected my knickers and proceeded to finger my already wet pussy.

I'm not sure how Gary managed to keep his eyes on the road, but he did and, by the time he pulled up outside my flat, I'd already enjoyed two mind-blowingly intense orgasms as I imagined what he was going to do to me once we were inside.

My imagination turned out to be pretty close to the mark. Almost as soon as we were inside, I found myself sprawled on my back on my bed, still fully dressed but with my skirt hitched up around my waist with Gary's head between my thighs and his tongue lapping my juices from my pussy.

I clutched at his head, pulling him towards me as his tongue worked between my moist folds and over my clit. "Yessssss! Mmmmmmm! Yesssssssssssss!" I moaned, tossing my head from side to side.

I was so turned on; looking forward to my promised arse fucking so much that Gary's tongue had me cumming in record time.

Cumming hard and giving full voice to my pleasure, I was taken a little by surprise when, one second, Gary's tongue was lashing my throbbing clit and, the next, his lovely thick cock was buried deep in my pussy.

Much as I love feeling Gary's cock in my pussy, stretching me as it fills me, he had promised me a thorough buggering and I quickly reminded him of that fact.

"Don't worry," he replied, "This is just to get me started. I'm still going to give your tight little slutty arse a good fucking. I just didn't want your pussy to feel neglected."

"That's uh very uh considerate of uh you," I replied as he repeatedly stuffed his cock into my pussy.

Having thoroughly pounded my pussy for several agonisingly delicious minutes, Gary pulled out. My pussy felt stretched and empty but, knowing what was to come, I didn't mind.

Instead of getting on to all fours in readiness for my anal assault, I slid to the edge of the bed and took Gary's cock into my mouth for another quick suck.

His cock was slick with my juices and I loved tasting myself on him as I worked my lips back and forth along his length. In my already highly aroused state, tasting myself on his cock was a deliciously dirty turn on and things were about to get a whole lot dirtier.

Reluctantly, I let Gary's cock slip from between my lips. Looking up at him, I batted my eyelids and with a (what I would like to think was convincing) display of feigned innocence asked, "Can you fuck my arse now please? I really want to feel your lovely big cock in my tight slutty little arse."

Gary tried to look stern and imposing but failed miserably as he tried not to laugh. "A promise is a promise," I continued, "And you did promise me a good, hard arse fucking."

I turned and got on to all fours. Wiggling my bum suggestively, I looked back over my shoulder and said, "There it is, my slutty little arse ready to be fucked. Shove that cock of yours right in and fuck it hard!"

Pausing only to ensure my arsehole was sufficiently well lubricated, Gary pressed his knob against my tight rear hole and began to push. His cock sank slowly into my back-passage. I pushed my hips back to meet his inward thrust. It felt so good to have his cock impaling my arse.

As Gary buggered me with long, hard strokes, his balls slapped against my tender labia. I reached back between my legs to finger my pussy and play with my clit as Gary's cock pounded my arsehole.

It wasn't long before I was cumming again. My clit throbbed beneath my fingers, Gary's cock in my back-passage intensifying the sensations.

"Yes! Yesss! Yesssssssss! Fuck my arse Gary! Fuck my slutty little arse! Fuck it hard!" I screamed as my orgasm consumed me.

Breathing hard, Gary drove his cock into my back-passage. As he thrust into me, I pushed my hips back to meet him.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! I'm going to cum!" Gary groaned.

"Cum for me, Gary," I replied, "Cum in my arse!"

Gary gripped my hips and slammed into me. "Julie! Ohhhhhh, Julllllliiiiiieeeeeeeeee!" he moaned as he came, pumping his load deep into my bowels.

When he pulled out, he collapsed beside me on the bed. I turned and kissed him. "Was that more or less what you wanted?" he asked.

Feeling decidedly tender but very happy, I replied, "Definitely!" then I kissed him again.